Word: arabian
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...early-morning horseback ride in Teheran on one of his Arabian stallions, Iranian Premier Assadollah Alam came across some building laborers who were grumbling about their low pay. The workers did not recognize Alam, and when he asked them why they had left their villages for the capital, one replied: "Well, we heard the Premier on the radio promising that workers would get a raise to 100 rials [$1.33] a day." Replied Alam, "Don't you know that all Premiers lie?" and casually trotted...
Talented Bedouins. A leading expert on the Nabataeans, Dr. Philip C. Hammond Jr. of Princeton Theological Seminary, is watching this operation with quiet satisfaction. The Nabataeans, he explains, were a wave of Bedouins who swept out of the Arabian Desert about 300 B.C. At first they lived by plunder, with a sideline of piracy on the Red Sea; later they saw the advantages of civilization and proved to be both talented and adaptable. They took the unpromising lands that had fallen to them -the Sinai Peninsula and the dry fringes around Palestine-and made them amazingly fruitful...
Even to hardened Bedouin shepherds, the waterless wastes of Saudi Arabia's Rub' al Khali (literally, "empty quarter") seemed so desolate that "not even Allah had been there." But under these simmering sands American geologists discovered a sea of oil, and the company that tapped it-the Arabian American Oil Co.-has become one of the world's two largest single oil producers. (The other: Kuwait Oil Co., jointly owned by Gulf and British Petroleum...
...Arabian Nights. Frederick Clegg never admits to a crude thought! He is one of England's New People, the upwardly mobile lower classes. A post office clerk, he has a harmless hobby: collecting butterflies. He lives in his dreams, especially one about a pretty girl, Miranda Grey, who is everything he is not: gay, warm and perceptive. "The dream began where she was being attacked by a man," Clegg thinks to himself in his flat, monotonous manner, "and I ran up and rescued her. Then somehow I was the man that attacked her, only I didn't hurt...
...love him. He seldom lets her out of her room, and then only after he has bound and gagged her. But he heaps her with presents: expensive foods, dresses, a phonograph. When she asks for some perfume, he brings her 14 bottles. "It's like living in The Arabian Nights," Miranda muses in bewilderment. "Being the favorite in the harem. But the perfume you really want is freedom...