Word: slenderness
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Through the double glass doors of the White House, past the expressionless Negro footmen, into the ultimate social sanctum of the land, there passed one afternoon last week a slender, middle-aged invited guest wearing an afternoon dress of capri blue chiffon, a grey coat trimmed in moleskin, a small grey hat, moonlight grey hose, snakeskin slippers. She was well pleased to be there; to be greeted by the First Lady; to see Mrs. Good, the Secretary of War's wife, pouring the tea, and Mrs. Attorney-General Mitchell conversing politely. Also present were a Mrs. Bacon...
...last week the double doors of the Senate Chamber opposite the Vice President's dais swung open to admit Alney Earle Chaffee. Slender, thin-haired, smiling behind his pince-nez, Mr. Chaffee is a Reading Clerk of the House. Vice President Curtis banged his gavel at Clerk Chaffee's appearance. Silence fell over the Senate. A Senate attendant announced in a loud voice: "Mr. President, a message from the House of Representatives...
Returning from an official visit to Japan (TIME, May 13), King George's third son, Henry, slender Duke of Gloucester, stepped ashore at Vancouver, B. C., last week...
Even with such backing the enterprise was courageous. Today it is almost inconceivable that the college was started without endowment and that the resources of its backers were so slender. Tuition had to be $200 a year. $50 more than Harvard students paid, and representing a relatively much greater outlay today. Work was begun in four rented rooms in the house at 6 Appian Way. But thirtyeight Harvard instructors were eventually engaged to teach the twenty-seven young women who enrolled. The work was actually launched with the class of three in elementary Greek, taught by Le Baron Russell Briggs...
Poet Robinson nowadays spends his winters at leisure in New York, his summers at the MacDowell colony in New Hampshire, where he works laboriously all day, shoots facile pool far into the night. Tall and slender, he has the drooped shoulders of the scholar. Shy, quiet, secretive, he has a brilliant occasional smile. Accused of an obscurity as great as Browning's he murmurs: "Why can't they read one word after another...