Word: armes
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Madame Yvonne Magnan-Pellenc of Marseille comes of a long line of rich soapmakers. In the family's heyday, she says, her great-grandfather opened the Marseille Prefecture Ball by escorting the Empress Eugénie on his arm. In these rowdier days, Mme. Magnan-Pellenc has taken to the political soapbox. Her object is to organize women as "The Amazons of Peace." The amazonian slogan: "War on Man, to Get Peace for the World." The first step is to try to win for women the municipal elections of Marseille, where Mme. Magnan-Pellenc has rallied 283 Amazons...
...Vishinsky posed briefly for photographers. Then began a turbulent 2½-hour press conference. While the bored reporters squirmed, Vishinsky read a ten-page manuscript. Vishinsky's Russian was crisp and emphatic; he seemed annoyed at the interpreter's colorless, halting rendition. The statement was a fingerpointing, arm-waving rehash of his attack on U.S. "warmongers" (TIME, Sept. 29). This time, Vishinsky proposed that the "warmongers" should be jailed. He also added three more candidates to his blacklist: upstate New York Press...
Amidst the verbal fireworks, John Santo, who came to the U.S. from Rumania 20 years ago on a four-year student's visa, was almost forgotten. Unlike the Baronet of Ruddigore, who "writhed in agony," handsome, curly-haired Santo mockingly rested his head on one arm and pretended to sleep. Before the prosecution is through, however, his case might become as celebrated as the Government's unsuccessful attempt, two years ago, to deport Harry Bridges...
Neither incompetent nor careless, and by no means stupid, Robert Sharon Allen of Pearson & Allen's Washington Merry-Go-Round was Patton's G-2 operations executive (i.e., military intelligence officer) in the ETO campaigns. He came home minus his right arm, sporting a rash of ribbons and a Patton commendation for "superior performance." No shrinking violet, Allen has let his publisher spread the commendation on the jacket of Lucky Forward, his raucous, truculent history of Patton's Third Army. In a not very roundabout way, the author is made to shine in the reflection of Patton...
...elaboration and somber irony, his prose rarely loses for long the immediate visual impact of phrases such as the one describing Kurtz, emaciated yet commanding, sitting up to harangue the natives in Heart of Darkness: "I could see the cage of his ribs all astir, the bones of his arm waving...