Word: hooded
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...aircraft began going downhill fast. I slid back the hood and began to get out, my goggles were shipped off and my helmet began to lift up in the slip stream; I realized I hadn't undone my straps so I pulled out the retain ing pin and stood up, standing on anything which came handy (the seat, the instrument panel or the stick, I don't know really...
Milquetoast by day and Superman at night, Tyrone Power outdoes Doug Fairbanks' earlier characterization of Diego Vega (alias Zorro), the Spanish Robin Hood of sixteenth century California. He rescues peasants, puts villains to the sword, and woos fair ladies with swashbuckling bravado. But porcine Engene Pallete steals acting honors as a he-man parish priest who crosses himself with one hand while wielding a wicked cudgel with a other. Basil Rathbone, who dictates to the local Franco, meets the just desserts of sneering down a long nose; and Linda Darnell drops in just long enough for two kisses...
...inclined community on Kyushu Island, he was raised in the "school of heroes" of Miss Takaba, a unique female warrior who wore two swords and swung two hot little fists. In his youth Toyama evaded and broke successive apprentice ships, embarked on a self-righteous outlawry something like Robin Hood's, and about 1894 established the foundations of the Black Dragon Society...
...Anderson. Soprano Lewis, discovered six years ago by Contralto Anderson's accompanist, studied as best she could, earned her living as a housemaid, went on relief, finally got a WPA music-teaching job last February. One day her voice was exhibited to Samuel Rosenbaum, president of the Robin Hood Dell concerts. Mr. Rosenbaum, after launching Soprano Lewis in the Dell, vowed to get her what he called "visibility" at the White House. He got it through Pennsylvania's Senator Guffey's sister Emma. Soprano Lewis journeyed to Washington, sang songs and spirituals to Mrs. Roosevelt...
Virginia Lewis might well have showed stage fright, but she didn't. When she stepped on the stage at Philadelphia's Robin Hood Dell one night last summer, before the Philadelphia Orchestra and Conductor Alexander Smallens, she had never sung with an orchestra. She had not been rehearsed for this concert. She had just been handed an unfamiliar arrangement of two songs from George Gershwin's Porgy and Bess. Someone had stepped on her gown and ripped it. But the chunky, dignified, dark brown Negro soprano let loose a voice for which everyone, including Conductor Smallens, predicted...