Word: greenly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...morning down Washington's broad, smug streets glide sleek gleaming Rolls-Royces, lean sport cars, great grey-lined limousines. Liveried chauffeurs pull up gracefully in front of buildings gay or sombre with grey, blue, green, yellow, black, purple, red-flags of varied designs. Out step pompous diplomats, flick imaginary dust from immaculate morning coats, stride self-conciously up their embassy walks with top-hats a-glinting in the morning sun. Ah!-to be a diplomat! Last week Don Juan Riano y Gayangos, dean* of all Washington diplomats, Ambassador Extraordinary and Minister Plenipotentiary of His Most Catholic Majesty Alfonso XIII...
...Green went out to California "to get the big bootlegger ... to smash liquor at its source." Last week he was indicted on a charge of embezzlement of Federal property. His felony was the use of confiscated liquor to entertain himself and his friends...
...Process. Europeans had solved the problem theoretically when Ives first made practical "color filters" for a camera, to extract from a colored painting the patterns and values of the three primary colors composing it. As every one knows, each primary color-yellow, blue, red-has its complementary- violet, orange, green. When added to its complementary, each primary color becomes black. Thus, to obtain a negative print of the portions of a picture in which yellow was present, Mr. Ives photographed the picture through a violet filter. The red and blue elements of the picture were then found through green...
...people." The pictures that he painted with such stormy concentration were usually as tranquil as twilight. Brown cows sunk in August meadows, fly-twitching, drowsily browsing; sheep streaming, grey blurs, cloud-patterned, home over a hill to a fold of peaceful and fleecy sleep; valleys folded in mist, green V's in the breast-hollow of a hill-range, ponds lying like shields at sunset, fishing boats blown out of shimmer to the white shadow of a cliff patched by a marvelous tiny woman, waiting, orchards in May, acres of blossoms pale and adream with the promise of bees...
...characterized the same author's chronicle of the great logger, Paul Bunyan. "Appanoose Jimmie" Stevens (changed to Turner in these pages), aged about 35, now lives with his parents in Tacoma, Wash., and, though he contributes successfully to the American Mercury, he has not yet succumbed to the green mists that often steam up from pages of print to obscure a new writer's picture of himself. Appanoose is still at heart the hobo team-hand that he labored to become as a brawny lad of 15 in the hard-rock camps of Montana, Idaho and California, only...