Word: sealed
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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There is little midnight sun or everlasting snow in Author Victor's account, but there are unforgettable scenes of greed, filth, and foul food. Sample: "Behind the hut there was an enormous heap of seal's fat which had been left untouched for years, and was now transformed into a kind of yellowish rock which exuded rivulets of pus that reflected the sunlight. The birds which alighted on it lost, first their feathers and then their lives. . . . In this sticky, slimy mass, Yosepi, Gaba, Kriwi, Doumidia and I floundered about with shouts of laughter. We gathered handfuls...
When winter came there was a feast! ". . . The high meat of the 'idiwitsi' [long dead seal] is the most highly prized of all foods, native or imported. There was no halfheartedness about the men as each one proceeded to hack away an enormous portion for himself. Little by little a powerful odour pervaded the whole hut. . . . [Others] were cutting up, carving, drinking large handfuls of sticky blood, shouting, licking their fingers, masticating, swallowing, stuffing themselves with meat and fat, sucking at fragments of intestine. . . . Men, women and children alike were besmeared with purplish blood." Author Victor...
After searching through his violent, labyrinthine books, the family of late Novelist Thomas Wolfe culled an epitaph for his Asheville, N. C. tombstone from his posthumous novel The Web and the Rock: "Death bent to touch his chosen son with mercy, love and pity, and put the seal of honor on him when he died...
...next thing to murder, but the crowd really goes to hear Proprietor Eddie Davis, whose smutty jokes and songs like Myrtle Isn't Fertile Any More are subtle as a burglar alarm and rouse the house just as effectively, and who for ten years has had his trained-seal patrons dutifully bellow out the choruses of She Came Rollin' Down the Mountain...
...party at the Embassy on Thursday, the 8th of June, 1939. The British Ambassador's wife rose at 6 a. m. all last week to do the tough job of picking 1,300 names (900 in Washington, 400 throughout the land) to receive invitations thus worded under the seal & cipher of George Rex and Elizabeth. Her great name-choosing task ended, Lady Lindsay consented at last to receive the press and explain how her guests must behave...