Word: moonlighting
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...glass doors of the White House, past the expressionless Negro footmen, into the ultimate social sanctum of the land, there passed one afternoon last week a slender, middle-aged invited guest wearing an afternoon dress of capri blue chiffon, a grey coat trimmed in moleskin, a small grey hat, moonlight grey hose, snakeskin slippers. She was well pleased to be there; to be greeted by the First Lady; to see Mrs. Good, the Secretary of War's wife, pouring the tea, and Mrs. Attorney-General Mitchell conversing politely. Also present were a Mrs. Bacon, a Mrs. Kelly...
Fragmentary, obscure, scattered in the recriminations of a self-tormented man, the narrative of Poet Robinson's new work engrosses the reader's efforts, distracts him from the tragic beauty of eerie moonlight, wraiths, tortured souls. Pieced together, the fragments recount Cavender, a man, virile, sensitive, arrogant, none too faithful to Laramie, his charming wife. Suspecting that she in turn had been unfaithful to him, he dashed her over a cliff. When early workmen found her body in the gorge below, he left the village, brokenhearted. For twelve years he wandered and wondered, hoping that he had been justified...
...South, like a conservatory, was sweet with flowers. The isolated burial grounds, approached by avenues of cedars, and shaded with willows and live oaks and linden, were planted with white flowers-Cape jasmines, bridal wreath, white japonica, sweet alyssum and white althea. In the strange white radiance of Alabama moonlight white flowers-Cherokee roses, the night-blooming cereus, moon flowers and honey-suckle-were sweeter than at any other time. . . . "Yet, against all that tenderness of beauty, in spite of an apparent transcendent peace, the intense heat bred its intensity of emotion, a dangerous bitterness of conviction, hatred together with...
...PATHWAY-Henry Williamson- Dutton ($2.50). After the War, William Maddison crept back to his native Devon, to the burrows, the sandhills, the rising and ebbing tides, to starry nights in winter, to summer nights of mad lightning and serene moonlight. At the Manor of Wildernesse he still found Mary, "grave and beautiful and innocent," who loved small birds and high winds as he did himself...
Spring was beginning to brighten over the hills of Nazareth, in Galilee. Mary watched the dandelions, listened to the birds, dreamed of the bridalhood soon to crown her betrothal to the boy Joseph. But one night a voice clove through her dreams like a sword edged with moonlight : "Hail, thou that art highly favored, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women...