Word: pinked
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Hall Putsch" followers of General Erich Ludendorff who marched on unscathed and Corporal Adolf Hitler who flung himself upon the ground, later escaped slightly wounded, only to be arrested and held for eight months in a fortress while he wrote Mein Kampf. In Munich, on this Nazi-hallowed ground, pink-cheeked Hitler Youths saluted Count Ciano and pink-cheeked Hitler Maidens offered him posies. Then with all Munich in carnival mood there was rollicking in the torchlit streets. Initialed Entente-Count Ciano, just before taking off from Munich for Rome, joined Baron von Neurath in handing out the text...
...talent beyond the ordinary. His book contains reproductions of 51 of his oil paintings, 16 of them in color, and a youthful gunning testament drawn largely from "my wildfowling diary." Few people have painted anything so well as Peter Scott paints the birds he knows so well. Grey lags, pink-footed geese, mallards, wild swans, pintails and barnacle geese work in & out of his Cambridgeshire marshes and mud flats in the true colors and moods of their flighting hours, and with an excitement about their movements kept properly objective by the artist. In his stories about stalking his game, often...
...cold floor on ice-cold feet to his open window and bangs it shut. a front clings to his whiskers as he hacks at them desperately with an ice-cold razor. A nick under his chin bleeds and makes a smear on the collar of his newly-laundered best pink shirt. But the dauntless Vagabond is out of his Attic by eight-thirty and down to the Dining Room to breakfast...
...homely as a hedgehog," said this frank reader, "my only good feature being my blue eyes. . . . Don't you think it would be a feather in your cap if you could be the one who changed this very ugly duckling into even a pale pink swan? If you have any of Pygmalion in you, please be a sport and help...
...from the height of two miles, flights over London at night, successive realizations of the triviality of man's work. God, he reflected, could come within a mile of earth and never see a sign of humanity. Cities seemed only "curious and intricate agglomerations of little pink boxes," insignificant, ugly, impermanent compared with the patterns of woods and fields...