Word: glared
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...butcher" or dagger-man delivers one last stroke of mercy when the bull is in his death throes. Bullfighting is a sport to be appreciated only by a hot-blooded people, folk in whom an artistic bloodlust is but one among many appetites?for seething, hot colors; for the glare of white sun-light on torrid sand; for violent animal action; for full-throated screaming; for rich wine, amorous deviltries; and a swift, red death rather than a gray...
John Harvard will glare at the Yale bulldog across the black and white squares of a crossword puzzle diagram at the Hotel Roosevelt in New York City on January 4, according to press dispatches from New York. This announcement follows close on the heels of plans just given out to have the University and Yale meet on squash courts for the first time in history...
...country whose representative clashed with me nor did I have at the time. And to say that Denmark and America are on the verge of broken diplomatic relations as a result would be the highest kind of folly. There were "dissensions", yes, But, taken out of the false glare of newspaper talk, they were perfectly comprehensible, and at times even funny. They were merely the physical expression of personal and national character: and, understood as such, they cease to become the terrible things the scare-mongers would like to have us believe. Take, for example, the case of the Italian...
...States of Europe descended from the mountains of animosity from which they have long been accustomed to glare at one another, went down the rugged mountain paths of doubt, crossed the bog of misgivings and set foot on the great, wide road that leads to a true economic resettlement of the War-torn Continent...
...Accepted!" roared back the galleries. "Accepted!" cried the Ludendorffists (extreme Monarchists) with dismay. "Accepted!" roared the Communists in anger. The noise of mad cheering grew wilder and wilder. The Communists fairly danced and shrieked with rage. The Ludendorffists turned about and fixed the Diplomatic Gallery with a cold, calculating glare of insolence, shook their fists at the assembled diplomats. But nothing served to alter the cheerful mien of M. de Margerie, French Ambassador to .Germany. Pandemonium fit for a madhouse continued. In vain did the President rap his desk and tinkle his bell. Some minutes later he succeeded in reducing...