Word: twilight
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Twilight. At this point, when he had gathered much of his material and learned life in the wilderness and among the Indians at first hand, his health gave way. He overtaxed his heart, his eyesight failed, and he became too crippled with arthritis to sit on a horse. He wrote a novel-the sort of book, said Van Wyck Brooks, read only by friends of the author -and The Oregon Trail and The Conspiracy of Pontiac, but the great epic of exploration and conquest that he visualized was not even begun...
...treatment, physicians warned him that he would go insane if he continued to write. His wife and son died. He envied his fellow historian, William Prescott (also half blind), because Prescott, "confound him," could read his proofs, "but I am no better off than an owl in the twilight." At 42, Parkman began writing France and England in North America...
...impromptu bar, three foghorns four bells, 20 girls from local educational institutions, and a ten-mile ride in a charted MTA streetcar livened up the twilight hours for the tuxedoed thrill seekers...
...Careful, Careful." As Li talked, a Chinese air force Mustang, humming along in the fading twilight, nosed over and swooped down on a village three mile, east. A few seconds later we heard the sharp chatter of machine guns. "That village is my objective tonight," said Li. "When the sun is down my artillery will open up and then the infantry will move...
...There is, happily, a vast difference between the possibility and the probability of war. Between the two lies a twilight of tension . . . that might last a generation and in the end mean peace or war . . . However, if this Army is to prevent war, it must be made part of a stable long-range military policy-a policy as prolonged as the period of tension ... If we are to hop, skip and jump every time a paper is rustled east of the Elbe, we shall place ourselves supinely and helplessly at [the Russians'] feet while they call the tune...