Word: reds
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...sinister-nosed 75mm. anti-aircraft guns a maddening, vicious cacaphony that made trouser-legs tremble and skirts sway in waves of force. High in the bright ceiling, some 2,000 ft. above, innocent bits of cotton appeared, no bigger than those in the ears of the crowd, trailing a red finger towed by a tiny airplane...
...only two guns of the battery had firing data from the new electrical automatic range-finding apparatus. Spectators at the show-the 11th annual meeting of the Army Ordnance Association-later learned that the total of 200 rounds fired had made only a score of shrapnel tears in the red cloth finger. Previously they had seen two four-gun, multiple-mounted .50 calibre Browning machine guns blow forth eight sulphur-colored blossoms, fling white-hot missiles at a similar aerial target to score 36 direct hits...
...figure and features were singularly delicate but it was her color that struck me most. ... It seemed a some-what dim white or pale grey. . . . It was not white, but alabastrian, semipellucid, showing an underlying rose colour. . . . in shadow . . . rosy purple to dim blue. The eyes . . . flamelike . . . a tender red. The hair . . . slate . . . sometimes intensely black . . . sometimes white as a noonday cloud...
...National played without her last week at Broadstone was little more than a series of illustrations of how well or badly England's golfstresses had mastered their copybook. Mrs. Herbert Guedalla, who as Edith Leitch sometimes used to give Miss Wethered a close match, seemed formidable until a red-cheeked girl named Diana Fishwick put her out in the semifinal. In the final Miss Fishwick played Miss Molly Gourley of Camberley Heath whose game, like her name, moved with the jolly confident rhythm of a country jingle. Inexperienced. Miss Fishwick's efforts to surpass herself kept a niblick...
...come and gone the noises and the smells that afflict a university around which a crowded city has grown up seem a little less oppressive. Perhaps for his readers the visitation of the military may have a different effect, but in any case the occasion is a red-letter day in the Harvard calendar and the Vagabond welcomes to-day's visitors with a sincere, if somewhat selfish, greeting...