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Suddenly a young man in pale grey knickerbockers, his own face even paler, darted through the police cordon, pointed a nickel revolver at Prince Umberto, fired, then tripped over a trolley track as he fired again. Instantly Brussels' famed War-time hero, Burgomaster Max sprang in front of H. R. H. to shield him. The royal chauffeur beat down the assassin's arm. A policeman struck him swiftly with his sword...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BELGIUM: Heir of Italy | 11/4/1929 | See Source »

...slowly mounted the rostrum and then stood mopping his bald head, amid the rattle of handclaps and the roar of "Hoch! Hoch! HOCH!" Dr. Stresemann seemed paler than usual but otherwise utterly "the typical German," plump, correct and full of earnest energy. He, the smart son of a rich brewer, is the great Foreign Minister who has held office while eight German cabinets have fallen, and his ailing kidneys are those which have been of vital interest to all Europe for half a year...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: GERMANY: Again Stresemann | 12/3/1928 | See Source »

...Lock Haven, Pa., last week, 20 Pennsylvania State College freshmen sat in the refectory of their forestry department camp. They were fed up with the lore of weird foods. Horse meat is paler than that of cattle, and sweet. Dog steaks are as tender as lamb chops, but taste flat. Frog legs are like the white part of chicken, would be appetizing save for the dead look of the bones. Rat flesh is like that of tame rabbits. Snails fried alive in butter have a quaint taste. They are tough to chew. Human flesh, when the source is not known...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Klein, Platz | 8/23/1926 | See Source »

...serf more or less made little difference, and while they were busy with me he could escape. But the change was coming, I felt it burning within me; and he started as he looked at my eyes, which I felt were slowly gaining the fiendish, yellowy glare. Pale, paler than the snow beneath our feet he grew as he saw the bristly gray hide shoo : over my doublet and hose, while my belt, unclasped and clothed with a bushy gray hair, fell down behind. "Sainte Vierge" he cried, his eyeballs starting from his head, as he tried to flee. "Madelon...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A NIGHTMARE. | 10/29/1880 | See Source »

With lighter, fairer hair than ours, and with a paler face...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AN INDIAN SUMMER'S DREAM. | 11/21/1873 | See Source »

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