Word: dust
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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PROMPTLY at sunrise every Friday, the highest nobles and chiefs of the Mossi tribe gather outside the concrete palace in the capital of Upper Volta to go through a ceremony that has changed not one jot in centuries. Groveling in the dust, the chiefs render homage to the nobles and then in turn take homage from the multitudes around. When all that is done, drums begin to roll, and a plump young man of 28 suddenly appears, dressed in a bright red cap and robe. To 1,700,000 Mossi, the young Moro Naba is the incarnation...
...eternal. "Would you hold a puppy dog's tail in the fire three minutes?" he asked. Neither would a just God, was his argument. To "turn the hose on hell," Russell went back to the Bible and found the words: "And many of them that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake" (Daniel...
REAPERS OF THE STORM, by Elizabeth Lytfleton and Herbert Sturz (303 pp.; Crowell; $3.95), is almost worth buying for the dust jacket alone. Done up in sinister black, it bears a come-on as fetchingly phrased as the preambles of people who sell watches in bars: "Written secretly by two Americans visiting a small fishing village in Spain, Reapers of the Storm has had a perilous birth and an uneasy life. In the guise of writing a book in praise of the regime ... these two authors studied and listened to the people among whom they lived. They became achingly aware...
...literature today is strewn with dead cats, of all sizes and philosophies--and they all stink. As Jurgen and Domnei and Figures of Earth collect their dust, one wonders at fashion and the "bitch-goddess" fame...
...American girl, country matters are almost irresistible when the country is foreign, and nowhere is the hay more beckoning than in France. This is the lighter-than-air burden of a carbonated first novel that will set male readers to thinking sheepishly of plain wrappers-if only because its dust jacket bears the subtitle, The Vie Amoureuse of Sally Jay in Paris...