Word: tracee
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This ghostliness is what, if anything, marks Poet Robinson's limitation. He has written exquisitely of high romance. His lines, flexibly austere, trace out the action sharply and whip passion to its perfect pitch. But then, often, the simple words are tortured and strained deviously to sustain ecstasy, in bodiless comparative discussions of ecstasy itself. Then the lines ache like tendons not strong enough to keep a soaring hawk aloft, needing a gust of action, a wingbeat of refreshed emotion to lift the poem again...
Landing his own craft on the Bay, Chief Boatswain Kahle taxied about for an hour, found no trace of Lieutenants Victor F. Marinelli and George Lehman, nor of Machinist Mates L. E. Poyner and George M. McMichaels. The U. S. S. Teal, Navy tender, patrolled all that night but its searchlight picked out nothing beyond fragments of wing fabric, pieces of fuselage. Against lightning, rarely an accurate enemy, flyers of steel birds have no defense...
...Could detect no trace of conscious irony or sarcasm in a remarkable defense of U. S. films by that peppery late Victorian, Colonel Josiah Clement Wedgwood, M. P. When a member casually remarked that U. S. films should be barred from England because so many of them are indecent, Colonel Wedgwood leaped up and shouted: "No sir! You are all wrong. Beware that you do not plunge us from the American whirlpool into the French cesspool! Perhaps I shouldn't put it like that. But let's get away from the idea that American films are immoral. Dull they...
...have your baby. It will take $3,333.33. She is all right, but last night was cold. We don't know what will happen this cold weather. Be ready with the money when we call you. This is not my writing, so you needn't try to trace me.' The police had failed to find the kidnapers of our two-year-old daughter, so we answered the letter, were soon informed by a telegram to look for a Negro boy with a broom handle on a certain street corner. I looked and found a pickaninny...
...Angeles, Calif., idlers, bummers, run-dums, hooligans, drugstore cowboys, shuffled into a dime museum "for men only" to gawp at stimulating pictures, grisly specimens, pickled freaks, wax wonders, and at Balto, famed Alaskan husky dog, who pulled the lead trace on the sledge that carried diphtheria antitoxin to Nome two winters ago; the dog to whom Manhattan erected a bronze statue...