Word: boringly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...secretary informed Dahanayake of Gluck's arrival"one morning last week, the minister snapped: "I have no time for ambassadors." Appalled at this public display of discourtesy, recorded by waiting newsmen, one of Dahanayake's juniors finally persuaded the minister to receive Gluck. Dahanayake reluctantly assented, but bore down hard on his caller. "Mr. Gluck," said the Education Minister, "the embassies here have been of no use to the education needs of this country, and I consider them merely appendages of modern civilization...
...Calif.) has caught a few authentic echoes of small-town speech. She quotes Dostoevsky to the effect that "there is nothing higher and stronger and more wholesome" than "a memory of childhood." But then, Dostoevsky never knew Kathleen Winsor, who makes childhood seem grubby, and sex sound like a bore...
...year of his birth, some 50 Methodist and Episcopal clergymen marched into the Old North Church to the chimed tunes of Wesley's hymns (two of the best-known: Jesus, Lover of my soul, Hark ! the herald angels sing), to take part in a memorial service. The sermon bore the same title (''One Needful Thing") as Charles Wesley's, and its substance was the stern kind of moralizing that the 18th century preacher would have approved. Methodist Bishop John Wesley Lord cited the Little Rock crisis (''The moral sense of the nation has been...
...pages of TIME; Cecil because, frail and elderly (12), he died; Archie, considerably older, because he fought well and won. In a week filled with news of high moment and striking impact, both Archie and Cecil fought their way into TIME's crowded pages because their stories bore the trademark of the writer who searched his mind and found the telling phrase. See NATIONAL AFFAIRS, Liebestod, and SPORT, Old Man's Cunning...
...prepared ambush along the slum town's dusty main street, the Basuto "Russians" were waiting with jungle knives, needle-sharp iron rods, battle-axes and a few guns. When the Zulus bore down, the Russians tried to corner each one singly. Then, in the horrified words of a local police officer, who witnessed the scene, they would "hack his knee or his Achilles tendon so that he would drop, then slowly, neatly, talking to him all the while and wishing him a pleasant journey to Hell, proceed to pare his head with a knife until he fell dead...