Word: ests
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...combat troops, but he had time (and was permitted) to watch the Viet Minh preparations for an assault on Moc-chau. The commanders built crude sand tables, then made their men practice the attack again and again. "Each soldier rehearsed his job 50 times, maybe 100 times. C'est formidable. When they attack they move like machines...
...Journal (New York City circ. 14,576) and Journal of Commerce (N.Y.C. circ. 13,310) were grabbed up as soon as they hit the stands. Even such foreign-language dailies as La Prensa, Staats-Zeitung und Her old and Il Progresso Italo-Americano sold fast. The sensational weekly Enquirer (est. circ. 75,000) turned into a daily and upped its press run the first day of the strike to 250,000, went to 500,000, then was forced to skip a few days because "we're awfully tired." Newspaper-hungry readers bought magazines so fast that one newsstand operator...
When Seth Ramkrishna Dalmia was 18 he made his first million. Today at 60, Dalmia controls flour and sugar mills, cement and chemical plants, coal mines, banks, insurance companies and six news papers, including the influential Times of India. He is said to be India's third rich est industrialist.* Along the way, Dalmia has come to believe that he is indeed one among men, possessing unusual spiritual qualities. "I shall die peacefully with a smile on my face, "he once wrote, "an enviable state unattainable by ordinary men." And in the style of Indian saintly ones...
Sandwiched between "Fine Chippendale'' and "French Books" in the London Times last week was an ad that was enough to make an old sculptor turn in his chisel. The ad: "Epstein's masterpieces. Adam, Jacob and the Angel, Consummatum Est, For Sale. Offers Wanted." The statues were three of Jacob Epstein's most famous works: a hulking, dumbly defiant alabaster giant that makes the first man look scarcely human; a muscle-bound Jacob hugging a brutish-looking angel; and a recumbent, mummy like figure of Christ, with crude but powerfully eloquent hands upturned in protest...
...were suspended in ice. Near the finish, he was dithering nervously in the wings when a drapery covering the frozen hero began to tear as it was raised. Stagehands began to panic, but Welles rose to the occasion: "Continuez! Continuez!" he yelled. "Let it tear! C'est magnifique!" The audience gave Welles an ovation. But in later performances, the company had to be content with an untorn drapery; the first-night tear was too hard to duplicate...