Word: danish
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...should the Suez Canal he cleared? The job of removing the 47 sunken ships should be done under U.N. auspices. Danish and Norwegian salvage companies have already been contracted, and parts of the six-month job will be sublet among other countries. To avoid outbursts of Arab resentment, e.g., further sabotage of oil lines, the job should probably be done without the aid of Britain and France...
Early one morning last week a Swissair DC-6B set down ten miles from the Suez Canal city of Ismailia. Out of the plane, looking slightly airsick, trooped 45 apple-cheeked young Danish soldiers wearing sky-blue helmet liners and arm bands. Falling them in, 30-year-old 1st Lieut. Axel Bojsen marched his men past a hangar, gutted by British bombers, up to an Egyptian brigadier. "On behalf of the Egyptian armed forces," intoned the brigadier, "I welcome you as guests, as troops of the United Nations Emergency Force...
Spivs & Mistresses. Since Author Wilson's implicit tenet is that to know people is to loathe them, the people closest to Gerald are farthest from him. His Danish wife is an octupal mom rich in bloodcurdling whimsy who speaks Teutonically fractured English. Their best years together have been the long ones they have spent apart. Gerald's only daughter has married a slack-spirited intellectual snob. His younger son is a BBC television personality whose public pitch is heart-tugging interviews with the wronged; privately, he is enamored of a blackmailing, homosexual spiv. Gerald's elder...
...flags across the lapel of his tails that made him look like a distinguished veteran of the Pacific campaign rather than the conductor of the Ballet Orchestra, stepped aside as we filed in. He was in the process of greeting Boston friends or relatives in a flurry of Danish, ending up with "I'll see you later...
...smirka" said the swarthy costumer. We looked puzzled until his clowning Danish assistant brought fourth tubes of make-up. After a few vain efforts which had to be corrected in the dim light of the wings, we descended once again to the stage, this time feeling more properly a part of the bustling company...