Billboards with crimson goddesses nine feet tall advertising cinema films, pipe tobacco, and talcum powder.
"Babbitt" by Sinclair Lewis
What bothered him in his smelling was his ignorance of talcum powder.
"Jerry of the Islands" by Jack London
He shone with prosperity and sunburn, she reeked of riches and talcum.
"Shavings" by Joseph C. Lincoln
I wanted a glass of iced tea, and some chicken salad, and talcum powder down my neck.
"Tish, The Chronicle of Her Escapades and Excursions" by Mary Roberts Rinehart
There was the talcum powder.
"Constance Dunlap" by Arthur B. Reeve
In Boston all the talcum powder available was purchased and thrown on people's hats and shoulders.
"Winning a Cause" by John Gilbert Thompson and Inez Bigwood
A little talcum powder is all right.
"Evening Round Up" by William Crosbie Hunter
The ration, in its blue tin, like a box of shaving talcum, had been handed to each of the party in a chorus of shouting and laughter.
"Gigolo" by Edna Ferber
She saw him coming and halted at the corner drug store to gaze demurely at a window display of gaily tinned talcum powder.
"A Son of the City" by Herman Gastrell Seely
If you can afford it, add a little powdered talcum.
"The Woman Beautiful" by Helen Follett Stevans
Hand me that talcum.
"The Motor Girls on Crystal Bay" by Margaret Penrose
In summer a little talcum powder on the feet will prevent the odor of perspiration.
"The Complete Bachelor" by Walter Germain
He might, he reflected, rub talcum on his face, but he was afraid that wouldn't deceive anyone, the coach least of all.
"Left Guard Gilbert" by Ralph Henry Barbour
Or would you rather have a talcum?
"The Girl Scouts at Sea Crest" by Lillian Garis
I know what I'll do: I'll borrow Ellen's talcum.
"The Rosie World" by Parker Fillmore
It's talcum powder, all right.
"Jacko and Jumpo Kinkytail" by Howard R. Garis
Zambuk (Hosea's trusted salve), lime cream, and talcum powder were employed.
"The Bonadventure" by Edmund Blunden
Each man in the party produces a talcum tin for my alleviation.
"Seeds of Pine" by Janey Canuck
Where the brilliant sunlight lay upon the snow, it was melting, but in shaded places it was dry as talcum powder.
"Abroad at Home" by Julian Street
Mind you, not razors, but soap, and talcum powder, and such-like.
"Dawson Black: Retail Merchant" by Harold Whitehead