Word: paled
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...agreed upon, namely that the close haircut is losing cassia among the students. Only one in 10 now asks for it. Mr. Breen believed that the reason for this phenomenon is that outsiders are adopting it, and that Harvard men want nothing in common with those beyond the pale...
...Canada, whither the Blennerhassetts had moved following the embargo of the War of 1812 and the collapse of the cotton market, Mrs. Blennerhassett wrote a melancholy elegy to her Ohio River home: Like mournful echo, from the silent tomb, That pines away upon the midnight air, While the pale moon breaks out, with fitful gloom; Fond memory turns with sad, but welcome care, To scenes of desolation and despair, Once bright with all that beauty could bestow, That peace could shed, or youthful fancy know To the fair isle reverts the pleasing dream. . . . In 1831 Harman Blennerhassett died. A decade...
...poverty stalks and almost nobody has a radio, local candidates got all too much attention from the enraged but helpless proletariat. "Judas!" roared the miners of Seaham at snowy-crested Candidate James Ramsay MacDonald and broke up his meetings again & again. When Ishbel MacDonald. no longer apple-cheeked but pale with strain, tried to speak for her father, she too was jeered off the platform. So was onetime Engine Greaser James Henry ("Jim") Thomas, Dominions Secretary. At the famed waxworks of Madame Tussaud, where the National Government may be seen in session any day, the dummies most definitely slated...
...that the acting is undistinguished would be to miss the point of the film--the chief feature of which is the superb photography. Bali is, of course, a paradise for workers in color, and the cameraman for Legong made the most of his opportunities. Maidens bathing at dawn in pale green pools, beats putting out to sea at dusk, cockfights, dances and gaudy funerals appear in all their natural beauty of color and action...
...Knowest thou the mystery of the moon? Darest thus sleep even in its stolen rays? Take care, Vagabond, take care!" There is nothing so uncanny as when a man accidentally sees his pale face by moonlight in a mirror; and at the same time hears wired whispering voices murdering the silence of the night with ambiguous warnings. But so it happened...