Word: sheen
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...even Paris, taken at first hand, soon lost its sheen. Henry and his devoted second wife (beauteous Elsie Marie Whelen of Philadelphia) moved again, this time to the idyllic seclusion of an 8th-Century fortress-monastery at La Napoule, on the shores of the Mediterranean. There they set about to create their Never-Never Land. Self-conscious Aristocrat Clews carefully restored the chateau and gardens, stocked the whole place with white birds and animals (to his white pigeons he had tiny flutes fastened, which whistled musically as they flew), worked when he felt like it at sculpture, writing, painting...
...Church. You must then exhibit a "good will to believe" in God's revelation. Finally you must make the act of faith, wholly supernatural, in God. At present Heywood Broun is receiving instruction in Catholic belief from one of the ablest of U. S. priests, Monsignor Fulton John Sheen (who also instructed Convert Mann). Columnist Broun will be received into the Church late this month. Thereafter he may well become the U. S. equivalent of a famed British convert-the late Gilbert Keith Chesterton, stylist, wit, rough-&-tumble fighter for the Faith...
...exhibition, the Watson F. Blair Prize of $600 was awarded to a nude, Nude, by Grigory Gluckmann, a Russian artist now living in Paris. Covered with a rosy brown wash modeled into a seated nude figure, the paper was scratched with a razor to bring out highlights and sheen of flesh. The second Blair award of $400 went to Millard Sheets, a handsome, 30-year-old Californian, for Mystic Night (see cut), which seemed "modernist" to Miss Jewett but just kind of nice to other critics...
...coat is spotless and lately pressed, although it no longer accomodates his increasing girth with the proper tailored case. If the warm spring breeze should rustle his coat tails the gardenia vendor on the opposite curb would notice that the back of the gentleman's trousers has a guilty sheen, but mercifully, there is no such mischievous breeze. The cab fare amounts to 75 cents, and the gentleman hands the driver a dollar. He is embarassed to hold out his hand for the return quarter, but he takes it, and the cabbie is disgusted. Away in a cloud of gear...
...With calculated smoothness, Packard follows Pierce, and Pierce follows Lincoln, with here and there in the procession a disdained Buick. At the proper spot each pauses, ejects a human cartridge or so, and moves off while the full feed belt behind fidgets for its turn. There is no hidden sheen here. No sheen in the clothing, at any rate. They are impeccable--the soft white spat, glove, nosegay--the starchy white shirt, collar, handkerchief--the black topper and morning dress coat--the sparkling shoes, still black on the soles--the pin-stripe trousers breaking at the proper inch above...