Word: silk
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Queen Eleanor, whose domestic difficulties resulted in the convent's foundation, still lay in her royal robes, her hand still covered by a white calfskin glove embroidered in green silk. From other tombs came exquisite brocade bonnets. The colors of the silks were as bright as though dyed yesterday. There was even a bunch of tiny withered roses, a token of personal tenderness 700 years...
...best, but still does not succeed in lifting him into the first rank of19th Century U.S. writers. Lafcadio Hearn's brightest virtues were the human compassion that sweetened all of his work, and his ability to spin out atmosphere like yard after yard of fine Japanese silk...
...liqueurs; a nearby news vendor noticed a sudden flurry in the demand for such publications as Rider & Driver and Town & Country. From 48th to 52nd Streets, prizefight and hockey fans were in temporary retreat before the advancing wave of high society which was bravely turned out in sables and silk hats, diamonds and décolletages. The 61st annual National Horse Show was on in Madison Square Garden...
Barton dropped the column before his election to Congress from Manhattan's Republican "silk-stocking" district (1937), has long itched to resume it. Still hustling and hopeful at 63, Bruce Barton says: "I sometimes wrote [when I was younger] as though I knew all the answers. The years soften and finally annul that idea...
...Tennant is absent from the castle, Edie draws back the curtains and the sun streams in. "She saw a quick stir beside the curls under which Mrs. Jack's head lay asleep, she caught sight of someone else's hair as well . . . retreating beneath the silk sheets." Dumfounded, Edie scuttles off to Housemaid Kate. "I seen the hair of 'is 'ead," she screams; "the Captain." "In your young lady's bed?" cries Kate. "Large as life," says Edie. Both housemaids collapsed onto their beds, rocking, crowing and shrieking until they are drenched with tears...