Word: boredly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...down one of the shafts, returned with eyebrows singed, rubber boots half melted, and crying, "It is a furnace down there." Other rescuers broke out of a new and untouched shaft into one of the old galleries, brought out three bodies and one injured man. As the ambulance bore the injured man off to the hospital, women threw themselves down in its path, demanding that the ambulance stop so that they could see whether the man inside was theirs...
...green-black-and-gold colors of the African National Congress, and many wore tribal regalia; many had traveled hundreds of miles by rickety bus across South Africa's dust-swept veld to get there, lunch baskets in their hands and babies strapped to their backs. All the women bore personal petitions to Strydom. Focus of their protest: the government's latest decree that African women as well as men must now carry identification passes at all times...
Nefertete's flesh-and-blood prototype married one of the most interesting men in history-Egypt's Akhenaten. She was then only nine, so the story goes; at 13 she bore him their first daughter and at 20 their sixth. Akhenaten seems to have adored his lady, usually had himself pictured in her company He also insisted that her beauty and his homeliness both be represented candidly, almost naturalistically, thus smashing, for a moment, Egypt's formalistic art code...
Kirke Mechem's Rules for Behaviour (1955), with piano obbligato, bore up well on second hearing. Written in a crisp, clean Irving Fine manner, it took its text from some amusing rules for children found in a 1787 church in Williamsburg, Virginia. The concert, like the telecast, ended with Vaughan Williams' robust and lusty antiphon Let all the World in Every Corner Sing...
Ella grows up to a joyless marriage to a decent local grocer. She tends store, she raises her nephews, she keeps house and plays bridge when she has to. But her neighbors bore her, the birth of a daughter fails to enrich her unsmiling nature, and neither good times nor bad, drought nor plenty seem to offer any real excuse for living. Author Siebel kills off her characters with adding-machine indifference. Mother goes. Then the favorite nephew dies in World War II. Finally, Ella herself methodically swallows a bottle of sleeping pills, rinses her water glass, and lies down...