Word: misting
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...period or people." The pictures that he painted with such stormy concentration were usually as tranquil as twilight. Brown cows sunk in August meadows, fly-twitching, drowsily browsing; sheep streaming, grey blurs, cloud-patterned, home over a hill to a fold of peaceful and fleecy sleep; valleys folded in mist, green V's in the breast-hollow of a hill-range, ponds lying like shields at sunset, fishing boats blown out of shimmer to the white shadow of a cliff patched by a marvelous tiny woman, waiting, orchards in May, acres of blossoms pale and adream with the promise...
...languid women, stout men, old home scenes. Beating through storm-twirled waves, while lightning flashed above him like a white, demented eyeball, he swam to the side of Isaac Cook, drowning realtor, pulled him shoreward. Mr. Cook, safe on shore, offered no word of thanks. His breath made no mist upon a mirror. Saved from drowning, he had died of heart disease...
Traffic policemen in Dorchester and Squantum were surprised last evening to see a mist rising out of the sidewalks, something they had not seen before. A more than clever member of the Squantum, or the Dorchester, force, remarked that the mist was in a sense a significant item and seemed really romantic. But the captain at the desk suggested that there was in it more the suggestion of a classic influence. So both played checkers for two hours in the hope of solving the problem...
...eight o'clock one of them discovered that the mist had entered the heaven of headquarters. And then they knew that the mist was a renascence of that spirit of learning so much a part of college life for policemen are, in a sense collegians. Both then drank ginger beer to the health of learning and smiled at each other over the checker board. Though seven people were shot in Dorchester and a bank in Squantum was robbed, each decided that the spirit of education, being what it seemed, was ater all, worth the sacrifice. And each had engraved...
Communion with shapes of mist and Welsh witches, her familiars by dim inheritance, greatly, but not entirely alleviates the twinges of mockery...