Word: soundingly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...health grew poor. He was now blind in one eye and half deaf. He would try summer evenings to be quiet, sitting on the porch with Mrs. Roosevelt beneath the stars, watching the lights of the Fall River boats glistening on Long Island Sound-but into the Trophy Room at Sagamore Hill the nation and world kept crowding at the rate of 2.000 or 3.000 letters a week. Theodore Roosevelt had said: "The world has set its face hopefully toward our democracy, and. oh my fellow citizens, each one of you carries on your shoulders the burden of doing well...
...conclusion that all public affairs not directly connected with national defense must be conducted in the open," he said. "I disagree. For it is only behind closed doors that most politicians -yea, even statesmen-honestly express their views and try to get at the meat of the question ... No sound policy is decided upon without frank exchange of views. And a frank exchange of views is rarely reached with the press looking over the shoulders of the policymakers...
This week Engineer Cole is anxiously awaiting delivery of a 90-ft. steel TV aerial mast, which he plans to plant in his garden. Cole already gets plenty of sound from Los Angeles and Boston and an unidentified U.S. town where the air is full of messages for a company called Alexander's Radio Call Service. With his new equipment he hopes to unscramble the zebra-striped images he gets from U.S. TV stations...
...last decade Rouault's canvases grew brighter, with a new profusion of yellows and greens, as though heaven's trumpets could sound joy as well as fearful contrition. "I have spent my life painting twilights," he said. "I ought to have the right now to paint the dawn." Last week, at his home in Paris, Georges Rouault, 86, died of uremia. During the last six months he had painted hardly at all. Said his daughter Isabelle: "He remained silent, absorbed before the unfinished canvases on the walls of his studio, as though he were seeking a final contact...
...this one is ever so. But the husband, a brain who does basic research in theoretical physics, does not seem to enjoy living in the same house with a walking edition of Bright Sayings, and it takes a special visitation by the ghost of Lauren Bacall, accompanied on the sound track by a heavenly choir, to win him over. This is probably the nicest thing Hollywood has said for years about a heavy thinker...