Word: au
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...early 1920s a slim, sensitive novel of egotistic passion called Le Diable au Corps electrified French literary circles. Hailed as a minor masterpiece, the book was translated into nine languages, sold close to 3,000,000 copies, and earned for its precocious author, 20-year-old Raymond Radiguet, a secure place in French literature. Like many another convincingly told work of fiction, Radiguet's novel set many readers wondering how much of fiction was really fact. Nowhere did such speculation reach greater heights than in the Marne River town of Saint-Maur, where Radiguet had lived...
...show, at Gallery "G," was somewhat grandiloquently billed as "Twenty Masterpieces of Haitian Painting." It included few, if any, masterpieces. Yet Haiti's primitives have come a long, long way in the eleven years since the founding of Port-au-Prince's Centre d'Art, which supplies untrained local artists with painting material and a tourist market (TIME, June 7). The two most impressive painters in the exhibition have in fact achieved a high degree of skill and sophistication while keeping their roots deep in Haiti's voodoo-impregnated soil...
...status, not even a good job. All he had was genius. But at 18, Henri Beyle was the only one who knew it, and not even he could be sure. He had just left his native Grenoble on what was to become a lifelong journey devoted to la chasse au bonheur-the pursuit of happiness-and the first stop was Milan, where young Beyle served as a sublieutenant in Napoleon's army of occupation. Ambitious, hot-blooded Henri knew exactly what he wanted to be: "the successor of Molière" and "a seducer of women...
Market women, hiking down out of the mountains with produce for Port-au-Prince one day last week, reached the way stop of Petionville to find a situation of astonishing, rapturous stupidity. There stood trucks, orange military buses and trim government Jeepsters, doors invitingly open, all offering free rides to the capital. No imbeciles, the women lowered from their heads baskets of pineapples and beans, loaded the stuff aboard the vehicles and climbed in, some for the first auto ride of their lives...
...bond was demanded. After that was made clear-and after President Magloire urged judges to go easy on fining the maximum-the drivers ended the four-day strike and returned to their wheels. With the stupidity over, market women went back to walking to Port-au-Prince. They have always thought the 10? fare too high for a mere five miles...