Word: emigration
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...Eighth Day. Eight miles from Dr. Yadin's Cave of Letters in the Wilderness of Judah, the second archaeological team, headed by grey-haired Polish Emigré Pessah Bar-Adon, 53, dug through six feet of debris in another cave. On the eighth day, behind a smooth stone that blocked a wall niche, it discovered a collection of artifacts that Bar-Adon quietly described as "probably archaeologically sensational": 432 copper, bronze, ivory and stone decorated objects that seem to be mace heads, scepters, crowns, powder horns, tools and weapons. Ranging in size from...
...that the Monats had never reached Belgrade. Austrian authorities professed total ignorance. Thoroughly alarmed at last, Poland sent hordes of agents converging on Vienna from Warsaw, London and Paris, ostensibly to attend the Communist Youth Festival there. They began prowling the cafes and clubs frequented by anti-Communist Polish emigrés. There was no trace of the colonel...
...Signs and Symbols, a boy is exiled from his sanity while his parents wait helplessly for the telephone call from the sanitarium that will tell them that one of his recurrent suicide attempts has succeeded. "That in Aleppo Once . . ." tells of a Russian emigré torn from the girl he married "a few weeks before the gentle Germans roared into Paris.'' One story. First Love-"true in every detail to the author's remembered life"-links Nabokov to an episode in the life of the notorious Humbert Humbert, Lolita's nymphet-chasing hero. In the story...
...Krebiozen is no ordinary drug. It is a secret concoction from the blood of horses, made after the animals have been given a secret "stimulator." The maker of Krebiozen was an emigrè Yugoslav researcher named Stevan Durovic, who worked with the financial backing of his rich brother Marko. The Durovics were in the U.S. on visitors' visas which were about to expire. They were threatening to finish their work abroad, slap Krebiozen on the market...
Tootling his saxophone in London's Bond Street, Aubyn Rayinski, a Russian emigré, was commanded by Constable John Wells to take his noise elsewhere. Rayinski, who knows his rights, retorted: "I am a great artist. I must give my public satisfaction. I do not intend to move...