Word: dears
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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From all the sparkling gems you distribute so generously week after week in your publication, the column "Dear Comrade" [June 6] is the Kohinoor! The Voice of America should broadcast it-not one time, but again and again, in all languages, so that people all over the world know what the Bulganins and the Khrushchevs and the Molotovs and all the other Kremlinitwits and Moscowards had to say about "Dear Comrade" Tito before they went to Canossa...
...Dear friends," Red China's Red Cross assured the remaining P.W. turncoats, "you are also entirely free to leave China of your own will." With unaccustomed humility, Peking radio offered its explanation to the outside world. "China is an economically backward country which has just begun its construction . . . The standard of living cannot be raised rapidly. There are differences between the customs and ways of life of the Chinese people and the European and American people . . . the language difficulties . . . the marriage problem." Red China, adopting conciliatory tactics alongside the Russians beneath the low eaves of Western pressure, smoothly wished...
...Dear TIME-Reader...
Cash & Carry. To postpone the Capehart vote, Johnson squeezed in two amendments dear to the Connecticut constituents of Republican Prescott Bush. Result: not only more time, but Bush's vote in the showdown. By accepting Republican Ralph Flanders' proposal to link the rate of housing starts to fluctuations in general business activity, Johnson won Flanders' vote. Then he cashed in lOUs with two other G.O.P. Senators, getting them to offset two of Johnson's absent Democrats by not voting themselves...
...unsuitable attachment: "Time is running out so move in a little faster. Tell her I am so very fond of Bowie. Linda responds, Yes, he certainly can charm the birds off the trees. I go on and say, Of course you have so much to offer, dear. Linda asks, How do you mean? I then lose my head, jump the gun, and cry, All I want is your happiness, and my eyes fill with tears. Linda throws down her scissors and exclaims, Mummie! Are you trying to have A Little Talk...