Word: bedded
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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High in the Sierra Madre range of Luzon, one bright, moonlit night last week, a small man walked across the white sand of a dried river bed and held out his hand to a young Manila newsman, and to Manuel Manahan, chief of President Ramon Magsaysay's Complaints & Action Commission. After six years in the hills, Communist Luis Taruc, El Supremo of the Huk guerrillas, was keeping a rendezvous. In good English he said: "Let's get straight to the point...
...Island. "Ten's not a cook and I'm not a cook, and the house kind of went to pieces," recalled Carson in a kind of far away tone. "We ate mostly pea soup with wienies in it, I guess, and the cat had kittens on my bed. There were milk bottles and whisky bottles everywhere, and the windows were all blown off in storms and these strange cats would come in." On the play's opening night, storm-blown Carson "was so scared and so worked up I couldn't go, so I stayed home...
When they reached the bottom, the officers looked around with the beams of their 1,000-watt searchlights. "We came down on a bed of slimy sand," said Engineer Willm. "We started the motors and cruised a bit, but the water quickly became troubled. At one point we sighted a loft. sharklike creature. During most of our descent we were surrounded by myriads of luminous points, and we distinguished some weird polyps with translucent tentacles...
...Devil offers him only a brutal bird's eye view of earth and its blasphemies: armies on the march, revelers bloated with wine, and a drunken Amen on the death of a rat. For his great affaire de coeur, Faust must sneak behind a curtain while Marguerite prepares for bed, then pop into sight only when magic has rendered her more than willing. The disillusion culminates as neighbors assemble outside and mockingly call for Mother Oppenheim to rescue her daughter's virtue. When Marguerite has accidentally poisoned her mother (as in Goethe), Faust orders the Devil to rescue her. Only...
...finds just the setting and the people to suit him. Its crusty old characters are dying out, but the ones Taylor describes are more likely to cackle than to whimper when their time comes. True, their role is no longer heroic, and they are more apt to die in bed than at sea. But old codgers like Uncle Veenie and Captain Ezra Cobb are firmly in the Yankee tradition, and they are as slick at fleecing the summer folks as ever their forebears were at trimming the sails...