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...When the sunlight ebbed from the courtyard, "the old master of the house decided that it was time to conduct the bridal pair to the nuptial chamber" - the bathhouse where "a long, wide couch" was strewn with dried lavender, violets and lilies of the valley...
...place was Valentia, Ireland, European terminus of Cyrus Fields' newly laid transatlantic cable. A young telegrapher named Joseph May heard an unfamiliar hum on his code receiver. He stumbled on the cause: a shaft of sunlight, streaming through the window, fell on an electrical resister and jammed his code receiver. When May passed his hand between the light and the resister, the hum stopped. But why? May decided, rightly and brightly, that the resister (or the selenium that coated it) must have what are now called photoelectric properties; i.e., that it could convert light values into electric values...
Occasionally reporters thought they saw the man that Wallace would like to be. Just outside Oskaloosa, Wallace stopped at small, Quaker-run William Penn College, spoke to its 250 students in the white, high-ceilinged chapel. With the bright Iowa sunlight streaming through the windows, Wallace talked earnestly and simply. Said he: "The guiding principles of the Quaker faith are still the most practical guide to ordinary living." Afterward, he sat under a tree on the lawn, chatted with undergraduates...
...island, over the vast peaks of the Watamai Mountains. It is in itself an incident in the war superior to most war fiction, the patrol through a wonderland of grass growing higher than the heads of the men, spiders, and endless spider webs, gnats, buzzing silence, rain and sunlight, golden sand and indigo trees-a nightmare in which one after another is killed. What deepens the irony is that the campaign is successful without the benefit of either General Cummings' strategy or the heroism of the platoon...
...faces are the calmly arrogant, anonymous faces Hitchcock always found for his sinister antagonists. Looking at them, as they stand casually in the restless sunlight before the familiar white clapboards of an ordinary house in a peaceful city, you are suddenly chilled beyond belief. You realize, swiftly, that they are not the friendly, ordinary men they pretended to be all along. . . . The bland face of the short, portly man in front-obviously the leader-has become set, purposeful, inscrutable, and his hand is all at once in the pocket of his grey suitcoat. The faces of his henchmen, grouped carelessly...