Word: tranquillities
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...trees. He likes to look off east toward the Evangelical church, where, as a boy, during the interminable sermons, he traded jackknives behind the pews, and where rain, snow or shine the Kuesters still worship every Sunday. He likes to see the pine-and cedar-sheltered church graveyard, a tranquil reminder that the life which the earth gives must in the end return to the earth. There two generations of his neighbors and family are buried...
Insane Orderliness. The most arresting figure in this tranquil scene was young Lord Sebastian Flyte. Hero Ryder, who had ground-floor rooms, met Sebastian somewhat unpropitiously one night. Amid the hubbub of strayed revellers he heard one voice say distinctly: "D'you know I feel most unaccountably unwell. I must leave you a minute." "And there appeared at my window," says Ryder, who narrates the novel in the first person, "the face I knew to be Sebastian's-but not as I had formerly seen it, alive and alight with gaiety; he looked at me for a moment...
...King with a Flutter. But the Duke and Duchess of Windsor were gay. After five years of living death in the tranquil Bahamas, the world's most publicized hedonists were fluttery with the anticipation of returning to Paris. Their elegant mansion at 24 boulevard Suchet in the fashionable Passy quarter had not been molested by the Germans. It was ready to receive the ducal pair. Weeks ago the Duchess had cabled her instructions to the decorators (her bedroom was to be midnight blue and white). Another cable had brought the Paris hat now in the high hatbox...
What would she do now? "But, mes enfants, what projects would you want me to have? I should like to love ... to live a little ... to have flowers . . . strawberries ... to live in a more tranquil universe...
From the university seat of Heidelberg, TIME Correspondent Sidney Olson cabled this bucolic picture: "Old Heidelberg today slept in the April sunshine, in a cloud of appleblossoms, as tranquil and placid as the mirror-smooth Neckar River. Here the war seems something far away. On this Sunday, the first after Easter, the people of all the towns in the Neckar Valley were out in force for the great weekly business of churchgoing. The big men were richly dressed in tail coats and high hats, their great stomachs resplendently vested in oyster white or French grey...