Word: fatales
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...they have not found religion, at least have been brushed by the supernatural. The title story deals with a former U.S. Army pilot, penniless in Paris, who refuses $25,000 to pull a job for a smuggler because of a superstitious hunch that the job would be fatal for him. When a less imaginative friend succeeds, the flyer knows that fear, and not a hunch, has dictated his refusal...
...light flared even brighter last week when in Washington a federal judge undertook to decide whether Girard should be tried by a U.S. or a Japanese court for the fatal shooting of a Japanese woman scrounging metal on an Army firing range (TIME. June 17). He was not attempting to pass on Girard's guilt or innocence, said District Judge Joseph C. McGarraghy. Nor was he assessing the relative merits of U.S. and Japanese justice. But since the Army admits that Girard was on duty when he fired the shot, the U.S. was in error when it waived...
Medicine has largely debunked the cruder old wives' tales, e.g., that a strawberry birthmark follows a strawberry-eating jag by the mother-to-be. But it is no old wives' tale that German measles in the first three months of pregnancy can be crippling or fatal to the fetus (TIME, Dec. 31). Now more such evidence is piling up. In London's Lancet, Psychologist Denis H. Stott of Bristol University reports a study of 102 mentally retarded children, makes a strong case that prenatal influences (as opposed to injury during birth or later illness) are to blame...
Until Mamma Montesi cracked, Uncle Giuseppe had stubbornly clung to his original alibi: on the fatal day he had been out with his fiancee. Now under sharp questioning he changed his story, said that instead he was with his fiancee's sister (who, trying to help him out, admitted on the stand that Giuseppe was in fact the father of her illegitimate child). Almost at once, this alibi, too, began to fall apart. What remained was the damning testimony of one of his fellow employees that on the day of Wilma's death Uncle Giuseppe had left...
Despite its iridescent charm and aura of good breeding, the miniature became a lost art with the advent of the cheaper, more accurate, less demanding photograph. In its presence, one expert ruefully noted, the miniature "was like a bird before a snake: it was fascinated-even to the fatal point of imitation-and then it was swallowed...