Word: plumps
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Marino Marini's entry was Cavaliere, a horse and rider that appeared to have just paused in the middle of a saddleless, bridleless journey. The horse, whose plump body and delicate, spindly legs were more Chinese than European, stood with its neck stretched straight out; the flowing horizontal from its muzzle to its tail was unbroken except by the rider, who looked both babyish and brave-lonely, puzzled and somehow heroic...
...Plump, red-faced Wilhelm Kreikmeyer said expansively that he was proud that the railways could again link East & West and thus fulfill the people's demand for a united Germany. The implication was clear: Germans owed it all to Russian generosity and good will...
...worn, plump, pallid figures never looked posed; they were painted as Bishop had first sketched them, in the park or subway or on the street, licking ice-cream cones, reading newspapers, chatting on park benches. There was no glamour in Bishop's handling of them, and no heavy realism either. Her models might be too rumpled and dispirited for Vogue magazine, but they shared a dreamlike solemnity and detachment that is seldom found on the street...
...Woman's Causes. The angel who backed Ted Thackrey's new start in journalism is 82-year-old Mrs. Emmons Blaine, a strong-willed Chicago philanthropist who bought full-page ads in her Cousin Bertie McCormick's Tribune to plump for Roosevelt in '36, '40 and '44, when the Trib was denouncing him. Daughter of Reaper King Cyrus McCormick and heiress to his millions, "Aunt Anita" Elaine is the daughter-in-law of James G. ("Rum, Romanism and Rebellion") Elaine. She lives in a cavernous house on East Erie Street, is rarely seen...
...scoffing in print at advertisers' wares, tartly tell his hard-to-come-by readers in the letters columns: "Let Subscriber Goodkind mend his talk." A brilliant and painstaking editor, he emitted yelps of delight at a writer's bright phrases, and despairing grunts when his plump red pencil (a special batlike one, three-eighths of an inch thick) had to be used to jab life into dull ones. He insisted on the use of a few stock phrases ("As it must to all men, Death came . . .") as a trademark. The double-jointed adjectives and inverted sentences...