Word: yellowness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...clear the Occidental air of "yellow peril" the distinguished Chinese philosopher, Hu Shih, denies, startlingly, conclusively, that the Western machine-age man controlled, is "materialistic" while the Oriental hand-to-mouth, disease-ridden existence is "spiritual," and therefore potentially superior...
...somehow familiar tavern scene. After that "The Red Robe" could run along on the magnificent staging of its seventeenth century interiors,s in which Watson Barratt has secured blendings of scenery and costume second only to those in Ames' "Merchant of Venice". But by this time Violet Carlson, yellow-haired and bandy-legged, has started being the only soubrette with a baby voice who was ever funny, and Barnett Parker and Barry Lupino have burlesqued all Flanders hip boots and picture hats out of sight...
...individual is who can afford fifty dollars for an hour's entertainment, the "con" men, the street-corner shysters, the alley speculators find him feeble when excluded by a Stadium wall. A trite fiction hoods a pillar of State Street. A hurried phrase woos a yellow back from a bond salesman. The racket flourishes as the bay tree...
...celebrated, go constant presence surely deserves a better name from stunned or dinary mortals. In a thousand ways the tenth muse's charms have outshone all the charms of her sisters. Only her priests are surviving her blinding polecy. They glory in a terrific combination of red and yellow geometric splashes with shouting black letters of "fire and rummage sale." They glory in page after page of pirate ship packages of candy next to linoleum and bathroom tiles of telephone romances next to ice-box detective stories--until infidels become dizzy. The hierarchy particularly glories in converts to the cohorts...
There a group of youthful artists learns to applaud her studied phrases, but they lose their charm "all kneeling," and her "yen" for adulation turns to other fields. She prefers "a pink-and-yellow apple" to "all the jewels in the Rue de la Paix," but marries a rich man and surrounds herself with the luxuries she pretends to despise. Too soon, she learns that her husband thinks more of his golf and his naps than of the blue, blue sky. "What peace it would be," she writes in her journal, "to let my body enter the sea, and sink...