Word: quieting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...London. It is a recoil from the hard-boiled type of comedy that is represented by Mr. Noel Coward, being written in the tradition of Barrie. Instead of depending for its appeal on verbal celverness, or shocking lines it sets up in place of these an air of quiet pleasantness and of deliberately sentimental romance. It is difficult to draw the line between tenderness and a sweetness that becomes sickening; but Barrie was able to do it and it is done with almost as much success in "Autumn Crocus...
...great part of the ore Germany consumed during the War. With all Governments as their custom ers, munitions men have only one thing to fight - internationalism. As businessmen their aim is to keep each nation overarmed, to stir up nationalistic anxieties which only guns and shells and tanks can quiet. The de Wendels operate equally well on either side of an international bor der. One branch of the family uses a de in front of its name while the other uses...
...brother Socrates, two of his favorite generals, Estrada and Umanzor, and the Minister of Agriculture, Sofonias Salvatierra, his host in Managua. From the Palace eminence on a dead volcano he could see all Managua lying flat under a pale moon, its two-story houses and paved streets dark and quiet. There was not a U. S. Marine in the place. Across the lake a pink plume of smoke rose from Mount Momotombo, most perfect of the volcanoes Sandino and his countrymen reverence as their national emblem. Farther north; 100 mi. through the jungle, was the peacetime residue of his followers...
Convert Sweeney soon became the steward of Calvary House, a mission ably run by Rev. Samuel Moor ("Sam") Shoemaker, rector of Manhattan's Calvary Episcopal Church and No. 1 U. S. Group leader. Later he went as butler to Mrs. Limburg, joining with her once a week in "quiet time" (communion with...
...that afternoon Janitor Little returned to do a little cleaning. The house was still quiet. He supposed the boys had gone out to lunch. But when he returned at 4:30 to make beds, he found the students still lying as he had left them in the morning. He looked close, saw that one of them was not breathing, that his face was strangely pink. He shouted, shook the boy's shoulder. There was no answer. Heart thumping, he leaped from room to room. Each boy lay pink and still...