Word: butters
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...native mother who accused a neighbor of doing in her youngest son; a warning that the dangers of capturing Papuan black snakes far outweigh their medicinal value. Periodically, readers are brought up to date on population losses caused by wild boars, crocodiles, sharks and cannibals. Post advertisers plug canned butter, rainwater tanks, ceiling fans, copra boats and soap, sometimes in pidgin English: "Altaim waswas long sop new bilong im Palmolive...
...Heinrich Lübke, a Roman Catholic like Adenauer. Liübke has a clean prewar record-he was jailed by Hitler-and is generally popular, although, as the Neue Rhein Zeitung put it: "Until now, his name has been mentioned mainly in relation to the price of butter and the hog surplus...
...less than six months, Frondizi's austerity has turned from vague phrase into dinner-table reality. Headlined Noticias Gráficas: DISASTER HITS ARGENTINE TABLE. "Commodities that were never missing from tables of the most modest homes," the paper said, "are now fast disappearing, such as wine, butter and the classic Argentine barbecue. How far can a meager family income...
...Honesdale, Pa. (pop. 6,000). Thrifty father William worked up in 53 years at the local shoemaking plant from odd-job boy to vice-president, built a fortresslike house on the right bank of the Lackawaxen River (one small bridge later named after Lyman). Poorer kids ate butter, but the Lemnitzer boys got their bread dry or lard smeared. They dutifully did their chores (dishwashing, lawn mowing), earned their spending money at part-time jobs. Lyman clerked at Mike Bergstein's Main Street store, developed an Army-useful talent for shortening pants...
...cover the God-King's escape. Point-blank artillery fire drove diehard lamas from the Norbulingka, summer palace on the city's outskirts. Red infantrymen surged into the vast warrens of the Potala winter palace, rounded up defiant monks in narrow passages and dark rooms where flickering butter lamps made Tibet's grotesque gods and demons seem to caper on the walls. The corpses of hundreds of slain Lhasans lay in the streets and parks of the city, from the gutted medical college on Chakpori hill to the barricaded main avenue of Barkhor. Rifle fire...