Word: calls
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Although to American soldiers' eyes the nervous, myopic little man with his bows and headshakings is still something of a comic figure, his Japanese subjects now call him ochitsuite (poised-and-at-his-ease)-a high personal compliment. Hirohito's /ords are few, but well chosen and sometimes surprising. To union bosses at Nagasaki's big Mitsubishi heavy-industry plant, he said warningly, "Thank you for your cooperation. I hope you will work for a healthy labor union." To coal miners, he appealed, "I should like to ask you to produce much more." To the children...
...Philadelphia last week, sat an aged woman, her chin bent low over her hollow chest, her hair in untidy wisps around her wrinkled face, her sharp black eyes lost in memory. She had no need to be dressed for company, for hardly anybody drops in to pay a call on Mamma Erato these days. They are too afraid. Her only friends are the rheumatic old cobbler just down the street and the kind, ugly butcher next door. Sometimes Mamma Erato slinks out of her room to make her way to the church and light a candle to St. Mary...
Last week, without any explanation, the Federal District government forbade minstrels to play on buses, on pain of jail or fine. But the order had a hole in it. Hereafter, it read, drivers must stop their buses and call a cop whenever the music starts...
...forgiven sins). Authorities expect at least a million pilgrim visitors to Rome. To help house the throng, a large hostel is being built near the Vatican, and others on the city's outskirts. The Men's International Association for Catholic Action has set up a nonprofit organization called Felix Roma, to arrange tours allowing each pilgrim ten days in Italy (seven in Rome and three on sightseeing side trips) which are planned down to the last menu. To handle transportation, Felix Roma has chartered seven ships and three Constellation airliners. The overall price from the U.S. (including...
...Jack Kirkland; produced by Mr. Kirkland) was the season's final play and worst experience. It concerned the one man in the world who had not been left sterile by an atomic explosion. Plugging doggedly away, Adapter Kirkland (Tobacco Road) left no phrase unturned that might possibly call forth a snicker. But Mr. Adam was worse than vulgar; it was almost maddeningly boring. By week's end it had followed the season to the grave...