Word: greyed
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Before grey-lipped Neville Chamberlain took a little key from his watch chain and opened the battered red leather Budget box to announce to the House of Commons last month a rise in the tax on tea and another threepence to the pound of income tax, somebody must have peeked (TIME, May 4). In a last-minute rush British companies were swamped with orders for insurance against a rise in the income tax. Lloyd's alone lost over $500,000. The only people who see Britain's Budget before it is announced in Commons are high Treasury officials...
Students haven't changed much during the last half century, according to Mr. Taylor, except that they used to take a good deal more care about their clothes. Those who could afford good clothes wore them, and would have scorned the grey flannel, checkered coat with patched sleeves, and decayed shoes seen about the Square today...
...well after 11 before husky, broad-shouldered Governor Landon, his collar-ends flapping and his short, iron-grey hair rumpled, showed up at his office in the State House for his 11 o'clock press conference. Seven newshawks were waiting for him. "Well, well, look who's here," twanged the Governor, a wide smile crinkling his plain, friendly face. "Top o' the mornin' to you all." Slouched back in his chair, brown eyes half-closed behind his octagonal rimless spectacles, the Governor talked about the weather, a fishing trip he planned to take, the lack...
...reporters the raw burns on his hand: "I am ill," said he, "affected by noxious gas, but it is nothing. I am fortunate to escape with my life, whereas thousands of my brave people died." A Jewish barber came in and trimmed Haile Selassie's beard, now quite grey, before the little Emperor went to pray at the Ethiopian Church and the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. "Have courage and hope," the Emperor told 200 weeping Coptic priests...
...dawn last week a few thousand late revelers and early risers stood in the dim streets of Manhattan staring up into a grey-black sky. Across it, her four engines purring smoothly, soared the silvery bulk of the Hindenburg, world's largest dirigible, just in after her first crossing of the North Atlantic from Friedrichshafen. Germany. A searchlight reached up played over the fabric, came to rest on the swastikas on the rudder. Other lights on the airship twinkled back. Presently the 803-ft. sausage nosed into the haze over the Hudson, flew on toward Lakehurst, N. J. There...