Word: siren
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...have been lovelier then, but it is hard telling from photographs (see Cut). She has always remained slim. Her Wolfgang was born in 1904, and her Hans in 1908. When strangers see Wolfgang and Hans with her, today, they sometimes wonder if she is not her sons' siren stepmother...
...Kamenev (Mme. K.'s jealousy counteracting her husband's hospitality), her visit to Kernel Pasha (another wife's jealousy interfering), her camping trip with Charlie Chaplin (the press descending on the fifth day to claim him for its own). And it is not as a wanderlusty siren that she presents herself, but as the brave, beautiful woman who rushes in with passionate intellectual curiosity where goody-goodies fear to tread. With the highly respectable necessity of supporting her two children she turns sculptress and newspaper correspondent, following the scantest lead to new quarry. Mussolini's large...
...cats. He is a first mate. Together they dissolve the mystery of an Austrian circus driven somewhat mad by a series of murders, a Cossack rider, and his evil ape. His repertory of crimes is violent, grotesque, allowing Actress Jacqueline Logan, the Leopard Lady, to dress in siren skirts, to act hysterically in a picture which is otherwise emotionally excellent...
Submarine Life. Wallowing in the icy swells above the S-4's grave,* her siren wailing signals of horrible sound which the S-4 survivors answered with weak taps from below while they lived, the submarine S-8 stood by, day in & day out, but could not help her sistership...
Profoundest silence lay over all Turkey like a pall of death. Not a train ran. Not a boat sailed. Not an airplane flew. Not a factory hummed. Not a siren shrieked, nor a whistle blew. Men neither toiled nor did they sweat. In the cities the streets were deserted, except for a privileged few. Street cars did not run, shops were closed, automobiles were garaged. From Constantinople at the Golden Horn, along the length of the Bosporus, flanked by its minarets and white domes, diurnal scene of a thousand scurrying ships, all was silent as the graveyard...