Word: joying
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...pictures show where the bear was killed by Pete Peterson, Cascade mountains, elevation, 7,000. The pictures also show on the grizzly, not 15 minutes dead, FLIES-LOTS OF 'EM. Farther east you go, the worse the flies are. As for mosquitoes, they are one of the joy-killers in mountain climbing. They will be found right at the snow on the edge of the glaciers, LOTS OF 'EM. The farther east you go the worse they get The only places I ever found either absent is where it is fairly breezy or pretty confounded...
...fine chandelier! thought Mr. Healy, and said so. A darlin' chandelier! Springing, he seized a loop of it in his hairy hand and swung himself into the air. Crystals fell in a tinkling shower. Mr. Healy roared with joy. The fixture groaned, plaster crumbled-down went Mr. Healy with the chandelier atop him. Messrs. Tiernan and Dacey rocked in woozy mirth...
This small passenger sat with tight shut eyes as Major di Bernardi gave his ship the "gun," sent it roaring down the field, pulled back his joy stick, took off in a flashing swoop. Then, amid the calm speed of upper air strata, the eyes of passenger Vittorio Mussolini, 11, son of II Duce, opened. Regaining his composure he, later, peeped and peered over the edge of his cockpit, at Italia, far below...
...Russian, because of his love for a Muscovite sculptress. Meeting on the muddy Eastern front, they decide to quit the War, and, dressed as women, march off into dark Russia. Embarrassing complications ensue when they blunder into the feminine Battalion of Death and are ordered to strip. Vanity (Leatrice Joy, Charles Ray). A characteristic of De Mille productions is that all display must be super-grand. Is it a ball? The room spreads as vast as Grand Central Terminal. Is the heroine a social lioness? Her train covers as much ground as the hall rug. The plot substance, by compensation...
...fall short of being, it passes somewhat beyond the commonplace. If too narrowly romantic, it does not, however satisfy frivolous readers by running too quickly to its conclusion or, indeed, by running at all to the wished-for conclusion. It was conceived grayly and exploits, not the romance of joy, but of sorrow. Its heroine, Ethleen, oddly named, daughter of a mystically minded mother, herself a roamer of the marshes, outlived her husband and her lover to settle down, at last, in serene resignation as mistress of the old farm. Her character is the one real character in the book...