Word: paled
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...short-lived. A few hours later, a horror stricken fellow tribesman informed him that he had violated tabu, that he had eaten of the dish destined for the alimentation of his holiness the king. The news struck he poor victim like a charge of the Four Horsemen. He turned pale. His knees shook. He seemed visibly to wither away. Shortly he sank to the ground, spasm after spasm of pain shaking him from head to foot. Before sunset he was dead, snuffed out by sheer fright...
...really serious and well-intentioned vagabond should return within the pale after a well-rounded and on the whole rather delightful vacation, with so much enthusiasm for the Arts, Nature and other matters of great import to University Hall that he can hardly wait to attend his first class. There is a considerable degree of assurance that he will do so, but unfortunately not with quite the elan which might he desired All this because two occurrences, one quite delicious and the other unfortunate to an untold degree marred he bright days just gone...
...front of an attentive court stood the tall, pale figure of an acknowledged leader of the American bar, one of the most distinguished public servants of his generation, who was presenting the argument against the validity of the amendment...
Thus readers of the Pittsburgh Courier (famed Negro Weekly) read last week an article by Author Langston Hughes, bitterly assailing those members of his race whom he considers a pale reflection of white civilization. Meeting upper-level Negroes of Washington, D. C., Mr. Hughes found them critical of Jean Toomer, Rudolph Fisher and Zora Hurston, Negro novelists, of many another Negro author who has written realistic, often tragic narratives of the Negro masses. "Why doesn't Jean Toomer write about nice people?" asked the Washingtonians. Why didn't Rudolph Fisher's City of Refuge* deal with "decent folks"? And they...
...Made the pale wine of love that is not love...