Word: chins
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...looking, ' German-educated Chinese whom I had known in Nanking." One member of the delegation was unidentified by the West for the first three days. On the fourth day of the conference, Beal cabled: "I was able to identify this man for the American delegation as Chang Wen-chin, who served Chou as secretary and English interpreter during the Marshall mission and is in the same capacity here...
...life of the Chinese delegation I went to dinner at one of their hotels. As they came into the dining room, three men and a woman sat at one table: another group of three men sat next to them. One of these, I felt certain, was the Chang Wen-chin I had known in Nanking. I had seen him get out of the car with Chou, and his picture was in the Paris Herald Tribune with Chou...
...helped plot the fabulous Long March, in which 30,000 Communists trekked 6,000 miles in 368 days to the northwest to escape Chiang's armies. One writer described him in those days: "His chin veiled by a black beard, Chou would ride a bristle-maned Mongolian pony out through the stone arches of Yenan. His only badge of rank as he cantered through the yellow hills were the caps of two fountain pens peeping out of the breast pocket of his shirt...
...guest stint with the New York Philharmonic-Symphony last week, Violinist Tossy Spivakovsky offered a careful balance: something old, something new. First he flooded the hall with the singing airs of Mozart's Adagio in E. Then, tucking his fiddle under his chin again and staring intently at his stubby fingers, he launched into the amiable and sometimes pyrotechnic moods of Gian-Carlo Menotti's two-year-old Violin Concerto. As always, his tone was luxuriant, his pitch impeccable, and he brought the music to full-blooded life. From Manhattan's experienced audience, the modern work drew...
...least it seemed so last Thursday, the opening day for the Red Sox at Fenway Park. As an opener with all the trimmings, the pre-game ceremonies began with a flashy band that marched smartly around the outfield for a while, rayon pants glinting in the sun and chin straps fixed fiercely under chins. Then at a signal, the band marched into seats on the grandstand and governor Christian A. Herter threw out the first ball, at least according to the announcer. No one, I believe, actually saw the Governor in all the crowd. The ball just popped...