Word: quieting
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...time there was quiet. Suddenly last week Hiram Wesley Evans, Imperial Wizard of the Klan, directed the Colorado Klan to hold all the Klan's funds and property subject to his orders. This property included a $60,000 interest in a cotton mill. Again a large body of local Klansmen rose up in protest. At a meeting at which Dr. Locke was not present, they turned in their Klan membership cards, and took out membership in "The Minute Men of America,"* an organization which was described as fostering similar ideals...
...before they shot to kill in Dublin and before England knighted Orpen for mocking some of her greatest lords in sharp colors with an impish brush. It was a time of talent in Dublin, with George Moore mooning about, John M. Synge writing his plays, James Stephens his poetry, quiet young James Joyce his sketches and energetic Sir Hugh Lane slaving to make Dublin a European Art centre...
...little money involved. He played it because it was a form of relaxation which he most enjoyed. He played it as some people play bridge, or dominoes, or chess, or croquet. He played it without secrecy or apology. And he played it often and sometimes late. And yet these quiet little games have been made to appear, in some minds, as scandalous orgies staged in the official home of the very head of the Government itself...
Last fortnight, some 2,500 of the quiet, precise persons whose natural element is card catalogs, rubber stamps, sharpened pencils and orderly multitudes of books, gazed out of the windows of special railroad trains at the Rocky Mountains. At Lake Louise, Banff, Glacier National Park and other places they had located in bold print on the atlas, the travelers emerged from their cars, sighed with admiration, took snapshots, bought and addressed post-cards-"Dear Harriet: Just dandy out here. Wish you were with us. Arrived at 4:37 and leave tomorrow morning at 9:22. Love to all. Edith...
Scene. In the fastnesses of Tennessee, the quiet of dawn is split asunder by wailing screams from a steam siren. It is the Dayton sawmill, waking up villagers and farmers for miles around. From 5 until 6:30 the blasts continue. The hamlet and the fantastic cross between a circus and a holy war that is in progress there come slowly to life...