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...more than 1,000 years, bearded, black-robed Greek Orthodox monks have lived in theocratic communities on that marble crag, Mount Athos, which rises 6,000 ft. out of the Aegean Sea. Accessible to male visitors, the monks are used to being asked: "What is the purpose of your life?" They invariably reply: "What is the purpose of your life outside?" Few years ago Mount Athos had a visitor who did more than ask about purposes. A Dartmouth sociologist named Michael Choukas, he viewed the "holy mountain" as a medieval hangover, a laboratory for pure sociological research. He lived among...
...since last February, when his crag-climbing father slipped and fell to Death, has young King Leopold climbed an Alp. Last week, with the impatient winter sap of born Alpinists boiling in their veins, wavy-haired King Leopold and his svelte Swedish consort Astrid set out for their favorite Swiss mountaineering resort amid nationwide Belgian alarm...
...high Bavarian crag 45 minutes by motor from the nearest railway station perches Tiefenbrunn, the estate of cleft-nosed Dr. Kurt Schmitt. The view from his bedroom window is scarcely rivaled in all Bavaria. In bed last week with a telephone at his elbow the German Economics Minister was struggling with a strangling crisis in the Fatherland's economic life...
...plunged the villages into darkness again. The villagers rushed out of their houses toward the slopes. Splash! A bigger piece of mountain descended, heaving a loft. wall of water after the first. It picked up the fishing boats, smashed them against the shore. SPLASH! The rest of the crag fell and a mighty 20-ft. wall of water, white-crested in the dark, roared terribly up the canyon. It picked up whole houses, roared over the two villages and, diminishing slowly with its cargo of tossing bodies, receded toward the sea. Said the pastor of Tafjord's tiny church...
Four years ago Marshal Wu went into the bleak, howling wilderness of Tibet (TIME, April, 16, 1928). There in a monastery perched on a mountain crag he composed a tome of Buddhist poems, painting each character daintily with his artful brush. This scholarly job done and his Fatherland being still stricken by famine, pestilence and war, sedate Scholar Wu buckled on again the sword of a Marshal, returned from lonely Tibet to overcrowded China and today looms potently upon the scene. Equally to President Chiang Kai-shek of China and to Marshal Wu was addressed last week a most amazing...