Word: halt
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...honeymooning bride, the door swung open and in rolled an old lady in a wheelchair. It was famed French Novelist Colette, one of whose many bestselling novels, Gigi, had just been dramatized in English by Anita (Gentlemen Prefer Blondes) Loos. Colette held up an imperious finger to halt the wheelchair as Audrey did her bit before the camera. Then she turned to her husband. "Voila," she whispered, indicating Audrey, "there's your Gigi...
...seminarians found a few heartening exceptions. One minister on Chicago's West Side enlivened his sermon by displaying two heroin needles; one dramatized the meaning of repentance by barking "Halt! Attention! About face! Forward March! Amen." Another likened the forgiveness of God to "the feeling of getting two or three machines off your back...
...bomb dump in Taegu in September 1952. One night. Toth was on duty as sergeant of the guard. As he told the story later: "A gook who was drunk came into the area. The guard was on duty with a dog, and he hollered twice to the gook to halt, and when the gook didn't stop, he tried to get the dog to stop him, [but] the dog wouldn't attack. Then the guard fired two shots. These shots woke me, and I went to the area in a Government jeep ... I tried...
...three cars came to a halt in the village of Rhöndorf, across the Rhine from Bonn. While they waited, a tall old man, whose face is a graven image, strode down the 53 steps leading from his villa to the street. The policemen's iron heels clicked in unison and the old man, with no smile, lowered himself into the cushions of the big Mercedes. The convoy moved off, purring through vineyards and pine woods until it came to the Autobahn and merged with the traffic flowing towards the Ruhr...
...Monet began to go from his lovely and unprofitable beginnings to a fanatical and highly lucrative exploration of impressionism's end: the picturing of daylight, like a spangled web swathed about the world. With worldly success he lost the almost Flemish reticence that gives The Seine at Bougival halt its charm. Long before his death in 1926, the old man's gilded haystacks and mauve cathedrals became dated. But among the rich and often raw liqueurs of modern painting, his best work is still as refreshing as a long glass of sodawater, iced...