Word: harshe
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...trim ankles. Her face was beautiful, with the rich, ripe beauty of southern darkness, a, deep bronze brown, like her bare arms. . . . She began her strange rites in a 'voice full of shoutin' and moanin' and prayin' and sufferin', a wild, rough Ethiopian voice, harsh and volcanic, released between rouged lips and the whitest of teeth, the singer swaying slightly to the rhythm...
...village, its scouts fanned out before it to hunt game and fight off raiders, and births, deaths and marriages taking place in the wagons lumbering along behind. Its patriarchal but still lusty leader was one Hendrik van der Berg, and the main plot of the novel revolves around his harsh, hard-bitten figure: the conflict between his Messianic impulses and his hopeless infatuation for the luscious and youthful Sannie van Reenen. his mind's decay under the strain, his eventual downfall. His followers go down with him, for largely through the bedeviled old man's mismanagement, the emigrants...
...Santa Barbara, Calif, courtroom last Thursday Judge Fred T. Harsh glanced sharply at a young man arraigned before him for speeding, twinkled, ruled: "I'm fining you $10-or two touchdowns against Redlands." Next night Halfback Howard Yeager of Santa Barbara State College worked off his fine by plunging 12 yards for a touchdown in the first quarter, pulling down a 21-yd. pass behind the goal line for another in the second quarter. Final score: Santa Barbara 31, Redlands...
...Vagabond is concerned, those few bits with which he is conversant are eternal and inviolate--chiselled into his youthful Sunday School memory while it was yet malleable. There is no comparable literature so beautifully turned and so thoughtfully set down; none other has survived the harsh voyage down the ages, through third and fourth generations, even unto the hundreth and two hundreth and more...
Adolf Hitler arrived at the Munich railway station last week boiling mad about some detail of the arrangements which had gone awry, berated a beet-red perspiring Schutzstaffel officer in explosive gutturals, and astonished the easy-going Bavarian populace by his harsh, tense mien. Next minute Der Führer, having saluted II Duce inside the station in the presence of privileged bigwigs, emerged beaming with his guest, while heavy German guns crashed 21 times in salute. Unlike Stalin, who always drives fast in a closed Hispano (see p. 22), Hitler and Mussolini sat side by side in a slowly...