sootiness

He was not so dramatic a painter as Dosso, and in addition he had certain mannerisms or earmarks, such as sootiness in his flesh tints and brightness in his yellows and greens, with dulness in his reds.

A Text-Book of the History of Painting John Charles Van Dyke 1894

Check out Trevor Little's handsome photo of the power-washing of Manhattan's 188 Suffolk Street, revealing the deep sootiness of New York's old buildings.

Boing Boing 2006

He pointed to a sootiness not far below the north pole, as it hove in sight.

The Stars Are Also Fire Anderson, Poul, 1926-2001 1994

He pointed to a sootiness not far below the north pole, as it hove in sight.

The Stars Are Also Fire Anderson, Poul, 1926-2001 1994

He huffed off, like an ancient steam locomotive in weight and noise and sootiness.

The Earth Book of Stormgate Anderson, Poul, 1926-2001 1978

He is jet-black, or rather, I should say, _wine-black_; his complexion, like that of others of my darkest men, having a sort of rich, clear depth, without a trace of sootiness, and to my eye very handsome.

Letters from Port Royal Written at the Time of the Civil War (1862-1868) Elizabeth Ware [Editor] Pearson

He is jet-black, or rather, I should say, wine-black, his complexion, like that of others of my darkest men, having a sort of rich, clear depth, without a trace of sootiness, and to my eye very handsome.

The Colored Regulars in the United States Army T. G. Steward

He is jet-black, or rather, I should say, _wine-black_; his complexion, like that of others of my darkest men, having a sort of rich, clear depth, without a trace of sootiness, and to my eye very handsome.

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 15, No. 87, January, 1865 Various

His Mary -- and this it was that would make a test so violent -- his Mary was his Mary, and well he knew, and loved, the little heart so delicately white as instantly to discover the finest specks of sootiness -- if specks there were -- in any breeze that might cross its surface.

Once Aboard the Lugger 1925

But at once the mental picture of herself, making inaudible carping strictures on her companion's sootiness and, all unconscious, lifting to observe it a critical countenance as swart as his own -- the incongruity smote her deliciously, irresistibly!

The Bent Twig Dorothy Canfield Fisher 1918