Word: eskimo
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Eskimo winters are long and dreary. Summers are short and dreary. When Eskimos are not busy mushing about, gobbling raw meat and candles, they sit down for a rubber of bridge. And many Eskimos play rather well, too. At Churchill, Canada's new wheat port on Hudson Bay (TIME, Sept. 14), 30 men meet regularly for jump-bids and approach-forces throughout the winter. For one of these there had to be a substitute last week; Arsene Turquetil had laid aside his cards, put on his fur cap and gone down south to Montreal. Arsene Turquetil was hard to replace...
...Eskimos have many tabus. They believe in spirits, in a cold, horrible Hell and a Heaven at the bottom of the sea, ruled over by the Great Goddess Nuliayok. The Eskimo language is difficult. How did Monsignor Turquetil, an Oblate Father journeying from France to Canada in 1900 at the age of 24?how did he shepherd 7,000 scattered souls during his 30 icy years? How gain entry to the Eskimo hut, be welcomed with "Qujangnamik...
...Monsignor Turquetil learned to fish, shoot, trap, cook. He became an able air pilot, carpenter, blacksmith, mechanic. He mastered the Eskimo language, invented a typewriter upon which he typed hymnbooks, prayer-books, catechisms in Eskimo script. With other missionaries at Chesterfield Inlet he built a radio transmitter so that Eskimos may grunt at each other over the frigid air. Monsignor Turquetil, bearded nobly and baldheaded, is an able philologist. But chiefly he can gain converts by telling them how best to fish. Says he: "Taking fish out of the net is no easy job. If you take your hands...
...Strawherry" blondes use a brunette's paint pot to achieve something between a Texas sunset and "the steel mills by night" effect on the jowls and cheek hones. Eskimo brunettes are just about as successful with the raspberry, rabbit's-ear pink, peach and natural-blonde. And when the women with a will and a head of hair like the Alabama crimson tide white-wash the freckles and lay on a coat of orange-peel dust they are ready for the brickyards union...
...Lindberghs. From Point Barrow, where they had their first dogsled ride and where, in the schoolhouse the Colonel made a speech to the populace of eight whites and several hundred Eskimos, the Lindberghs headed south to Nome. Mrs. Lindbergh radioed ahead asking that flares and bonfires be prepared for their landing, but 100 mi. short of Nome they ran into soupy fog, sat down at Shishmaref south-west of Kotzebue Sound to wait for clear weather. (LINDYS LOST IN ARCTIC SEA headlined the catchpenny New York Evening Graphic.) Several hours later they reached Nome, put their ship down on Safety...