Word: candidos
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Dark clouds hung low on the rugged Cantabrian mountain peaks, and storm warnings were posted all along the Spanish coast. Out in the Atlantic, aboard his 32-foot trawler Flower of Spring, Fisherman Candido Solana Hoz listened to the radio while he scanned the seas with practiced eye. Of all the captains sailing out of the little Basque village of Santona, Candido was the ablest. For 50 years he had followed the sea, and with his three husky sons Ricardo, Constantino and Manuel for a crew, he seldom failed to bring the Flower back with a fine catch...
...went well until they stood a mere mile from Santona's lighthouse. Then the Flower's engine sputtered to a stop. The youngest son tinkered with the dead machinery. "Quick, Manuel, or we'll be caught," urged Candido. But the helpless craft was already broaching to the sea. As the other boys tried in vain to rig a sail, the waves were already crashing on the deck. Ashore, where the lighthouse keeper had spread the alarm, Santona's fishermen tried to launch lifeboats, but the angry seas tossed them back like corks onto the jagged reefs...
Brazil's Candido Portinari takes a more traditional approach to the subject. His sketch for the first of two 46-ft.-high murals for U.N.'s Manhattan headquarters (opposite) is a prism through which he sees war as a curse on all mankind. Instead of germs and peace doves, Portinari shows the four horsemen of the Apocalypse, dashing headlong on a mad, zigzag course through humanity. Hyenas roam his shattered world and lines of sobbing mothers bend in prayer for their lost sons...
...village, and Bishop Luiz Mousinho marked the anniversary last week by blessing 14 brilliant religious murals in the town's new Roman Catholic church. Surprisingly, the paintings were the work of an avowed freethinker and Communist. But the 9,850 townspeople would have no other artist than Candido Portinari, 49, who rose from a lowly birthplace near Batatais to become Brazil's best painter and the area's most admired native...
John Brown Heat. By midnovel, Traven has piled atrocity upon atrocity, and the doctrinaire is in full command. The villainous capitalist is playing the old, old game of raping Candido's sister. He is also happily chopping off the ears of Candido and one of his little sons. As for the workers, they are beginning to make such set speeches as: "Over the whole country the fire is spreading, the first flames are rising everywhere . . . Down with the dictatorship...