Word: dawn
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...once doused her with rubbing alcohol. Well, snapped Wayne, Esperanza neglected her household duties. Esperanza then told how John had once returned from a Honolulu stag party with a stripteaser's "large black bite" on his neck. And after one studio party, he came home tight at dawn, smashed a door pane to get in, admitted he had dropped by the house of his costar, Gail (The Lawless) Russell. Countered Wayne: one whole week, when he was away in Hawaii, Esperanza's home-loving house guest was Hotel Heir Nicky Hilton. At week's end, the Waynes...
...jungles. Since Bhave and his followers are strict practition ers of ahimsa (nonviolence), and are not even supposed to resist a man-eat ing tiger or a rogue elephant, each vil lage we passed through furnished us with a corps of drummers to scare off the wild beasts. Before dawn every morning, as we walked through the narrow-jungle paths with the native party chanting the names of Hindu deities and the drums rolling, there would be occasional noises in the underbrush. But some how the only thing that worried me was a blister on my heel. I guess...
...dawn, the villagers crept out of the grass and made for the smoldering ruins, looking desperately for a husband, a wife, a child. They crowded around a young girl whose body sprawled grotesquely, forefinger raised to heaven as Moslems do when they say: "There is only one God, and Mohammed is his prophet." An old man dug furiously in the debris, occasionally looked up, terror in his eyes, then laughed hysterically. Once he shouted to the sky: "Allah! I have no relations now. Why didn't you leave me one person?" Sixty-six died that night; eleven from...
...puffed frostily, and baby-laden women walked beside them with chattering teeth. It was not yet dawn, and chilly, but on the mountain paths leading to Sanare. 4,400 ft. up in the western Venezuelan Andes, and on the rutty road leading to Sanare from the "outside." everyone was elated. Hardly a young man among the 5.000 travelers was not carrying a guitar, a violin or a pair of maracas (seed-filled gourds). Making up words as they went along, they sang...
...their expenses . . . there is considerable unemployment [among them], with even larger Venezuelan families hovering from day to day around the one member working for one of the foreign oil companies operating in the area. A yet deeper survey would also introduce a few of us who came at the dawn of the present era of activity and who have spent the better part of our lives here . . . None of us are millionaires...