Word: archly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Land's End, to Falmouth. The "telegraph" (semaphore) to London was unfinished. So Pickle's skipper, Lieut. John Richards Lapenotiere, jounced for 37 hours in a post chaise to Whitehall. It was 16 days after the fleet's guns fell silent that Lapenotiere rode through Admiralty Arch, strode into the secretary's office and announced baldly: "Sir, we have gained a great victory, but we have lost Lord Nelson...
Died. André Coyne, 69, French engineer and developer of the revolutionary thin-walled arch dam, whose designs have been used on five continents, include Rhodesia's giant new Kariba project and France's ill-fated Malpasset dam which gave way last December taking 421 lives, a disaster that French investigators attribute to a landslide rather than faulty design; following surgery; in Paris...
...makes the sign of the cross, the grieving widow will say, "Charon took him"-the miroloy mirrors in its 16-syllable line the lament of Andromache over the body of Hector. At graveside, the chief mourner's voice becomes a howl of hysteria ("Oh, my warrior! The arch and pillar of our house!"), her hair tumbles in disorder, and she tears at her cheeks with her fingernails till they are crisscrossed with red gashes and running with tears and blood. In the mesmeric half-trance of the dirge, the singer has been known to drift far out and lament...
...THEIR COURSES, by Harry Brown (362 pp.; Knopf; $4.50), is based on an intriguing idea. The author evidently meant to rescue the cowhand from the raunchy cliché of sex and six-shot violence, hoping to demonstrate that the Western hero can hold his own with the Homeric. Arch Eastmere, the tall, silent type home from a couple of seasons of dark adventure in the South, is a mean hand with a hair-trigger .45. He makes a natural enough Achilles. Percy Randal, the grey old rancher, proud of his sons and his stock-rich kingdom, is clearly Priam. Golden...
...Just before bending down for the bar, I look up. That relaxes my back. I get the feeling that my direction is up. Then I grip the bar and take a deep breath and arch my back. Then I feel in the mood. I feel like a pouter pigeon. When I feel tension on my lower back, I rock backward, and the weight comes up automatically. I think of the steps, not the weight. Thinking of the weight would unnerve...