Word: softly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...wrote the play. Jed Harris, the ill-shaven producer whose perhaps somewhat mercenary pride recently forbade him to present Ina Claire in The Gaoler's Wench, was inclined to think well of Serena. He ordered Robert Edmond Jones to design some sets and procured Ruth Gordon with her soft, broken voice and her abruptly delicate gestures to play the part of a lady who "possessed every imaginable charm of appearance and behavior...
Last week the man at present most active in the world for snake poison research debarked at Manhattan. He was Dr. Afranio do Amaral, the soft-voiced suave herpetologist. He came from Brazil where he is director of the Institute Sorotherapico at Butantan, State of Sao Paulo. His mission was to give a talk or two at Harvard's School of Public Health, where he is formally a lecturer, and to confer with Mulford's President Milton Campbell, his good friend and supporter. Dr. do Amaral is consulting director of Mulford's Antivenin Institute of America...
...wind lifted scarves of snow, twisting them quickly about invisible dancers in the white woods. Steep, shining lawns slanted under the trees, marked by the light feet of birds, brushed by the tails of foxes, punctuated strangely by the furry paws of rabbits. The cold whisper of winter, the soft voice of disaster through beauty, sounded in the forest...
...dark with smoke, lacking the dusty sweetness of a barnyard, was filled with the shrill, silly clamor of their voices. Roosters, supercharged with masculinity, cried loudly and beat their wings against bars which were barely sufficient to prohibit a shocking orgy and debauch. Hens cooed and ruffled their clipped, soft wings. Doves moaned, flattened soft bodies against the damp floor of their roosting place...
...With its unadorned walls and severe arched windows it resembles a Spanish mission. Two days after Christmas Father Thomas Kearney was roused from his early morning slumber by a wild-eyed townsman who talked of visions. Together they went and stood before the church. On the door shimmered a soft image. A tender, shadowy face, slender hands and billowy robes were suggested in mottled luminescence. At dawn it disappeared. Thereafter the image appeared at twilight, continued through the night. Hundreds heard about it. came to see for themselves. Cripples and weazened ancients were among them. Some said...