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...Sing Sing, a name which chimes fearfully in the ears of malefactors, which calls up to all U. S. citizens a vision of bleak grey prison walls, is not a "bad" prison. From the Indian "ossine ossine"? "stone upon stone"?came its name, appropriate to the old damp-walled dungeon beside the river, with cells 7 ft. x 3 ft. 3 in. x 6 ft. 6 in., built in 1825. But today most of the inmates live in new cell blocks on the hill above the Hudson River. The sizeable cells are equipped with modern sanitary apparatus...
...thwarted grandmother in a cloud of fluttering veils flounced out of Bucharest last week, announced resignedly that she would spend her birthday (54th) at bleak, inclement Balcic located on the Black...
...That he had it is made obvious by what I have already told. When it showed itself in words, his instinct for the close-fitting word was strikingly effective. Of a mean-looking poster inviting new students to the hospitality of a reception, he said, 'It has a very bleak appearance.' Of the magenta handkerchiefs bought for the crew in which he rowed, he said that, though they were the origin of Harvard crimson, the color was purely accidental; 'it might just as well have been blue.' Of a proposal to dispense with all grades for records of students' work...
Spectator. The story opens in 1914 with one Brosius, a high school teacher as brutal as the one in Remarque's book, bullying delicate young Leo Silberstein, a Jew. Leo serves only to provide the author with the bleak picture of a despised race. The author is likewise merely a spectator when adults talk politics; when the workers march singing behind their arrested leader; when Germans who were once social and political enemies fall hysterically into each other's arms because "they need their hatred for the other people''; when philosophical Ferd is stoned for predicting...
...suffering. Anguish is constant in Ultima Thule, which is already being called great. Though modern critics are hasty with their wreaths, this story of impoverished Dr. Richard Mahony, 49, who began anew in Australia, is indubitably a deep-dug, searing novel. Huddling his wife and three lateborn children within bleak walls, the Doctor felt too poor to entertain. He thus lost contacts, clientele. Then he removed to another town, where one of his daughters died, his own abilities ebbed. He set a bone awkwardly; his practice limped thereafter. Moving to the seashore, he tried again, became hopelessly deranged, attempted...