Word: thinly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...release from prison, reporters (men who remembered waiting to see him outside the Governor's office) flocked to greet him. They found him sad and thin, his face grooved with prison despair. He had been ill most of the latter months in jail; he had taught in the prison Sunday school; had edited Good Words, the prison newsmagazine; never, during his sentence, did Warren T. McCray, a proud man, allow his wife or any member of his family to visit him. When told of his parole, the one-time Governor had wept for a few minutes and then...
...planter, entertains at his uproarious carousals the smartest Hawaiian society. Among the constant company is a slim siren of sophisticated manner. This only makes it harder for primitive Hula to capture the cold Englishman engineer who shaves every day, even in the jungle. To add to her difficulties, the thin-lipped Nordic already has a wife, who refuses a divorce. The artless child overcomes all these obstacles, in spite of the fact that until the last reel, she wears no Parisian gowns but appears only on horseback, in the jungle swimming pool, in a hula custume, or (when...
Back in Cambridge, incendiaries had fired five buildings. In the cemetery, another fire blazed, its smoke trailing thin and mournful from the crematorium's high smokestack. The limousines were parked there, one with its shades drawn to hide the prostration of Miss Luigia Vanzetti, Mrs. Sacco and her son Dante. Mary Donovan and Gardner Jackson of the defense committee had the hardihood to follow into the crematorium after Miss Donovan had read a last eulogy to the dead. They peered through a glassed peephole at the coffins flaming...
...began Mr. Grey. Lurid details followed. Among them: "Elliott, the official killer, stood to the right of him with a fiendish grin on his face. ... He leaped, literally leaped, to the switchboard. . . . The switch went in. ... Sacco's hands . . . doubled into a knot. The veins in his long, thin, white hands began to rise and kept on rising until I thought they would burst and drench all of us with blood. . . . Sacco's neck was swelling to a huge inhuman size. . . . The saliva was literally pouring out of his mouth. . . . Try to compare 1,000 degrees Fahrenheit* [the temperature...
...Stillman's lips went thin with fury. She picked up a plate and flung it at a tall crank-grinder in a fantastic sweater. It landed amid the punch glasses with dreadful effect. Another plate tinkled through a window. The cameras stopped clicking but Mrs. Stillman hurled more plates, glasses, round epithets. She managed to score at least two direct hits before the intruders hurdled the table and escaped...