Word: greying
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...good grey little General leads a good grey little life. Just before 9 o'clock each morning he leaves his apartment on the third floor of a five-story house at No. 55 Avenue Foch, near Paris' Arc de Triomphe. He is driven in a staff car to his office in a long, low, old-fashioned building at No. 4 bis Boulevard des Invalides, below the gold dome of Napoleon's tomb...
...head, told them that the baby had hydrocephalus (water on the brain) and, like 2,000 other hydrocephalic children born in the U. S. every year, was probably doomed to imbecility or death. Water pressure from the interior of her brain, he said, would squeeze the baby's grey matter against her soft skull bones until her head became even larger than the head of a normal adult...
...bottom is a lens, two tiny electric lights, two threadlike rubber hoses, for maintaining adequate fluid pressure in the brain, and an electric wire for cauterizing. At the top of the instrument is an eye piece and an electric connection. Gently working the ventriculoscope through Alice's grey matter down to one of her ventricles, Dr. Scarff was able to see about two inches of choroid plexus. Turning on the electricity, he seared off all the feathery tissue he could reach with his hot wire. Within a half hour he had cauterized the choroid plexus in both ventricles. After...
When a Laguna Beach, Calif. garage owner named Harold Bradley was solemnly tapped on the back by his grey-haired fellow citizen Roy M. Ropp and told: "You are The Laughing Cavalier," he neither called a cop, took to his heels, nor swung on the tapper. Like all good Lagunites, Bradley knew at once that this tapping singled him out for an honor-the honor of depicting one of the Living Masterpieces in Director Ropp's famed "Pageant of the Masters...
Most uncomfortable woman in London last week was kindly, grey-haired Mrs. Lucy Macdonald, longtime manager of the staid and starchy Arlington Gallery. Mrs. Macdonald found herself with the season's most sensational art show on her hands; the pictures, she admitted herself, were terrible, and the artist admitted himself that he had palled around with real live U. S. gangsters. This appalling state of affairs came about because she had been too busy to go out to Chelsea and look at the paintings beforehand, and the artist "was so smooth and persuasive that I took a chance. When...