Word: flair
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...fewer than eleven vessels, thinks the South of France invasion was the "nearly faultless" large-scale operation of the entire war. One thing the U.S. fighting sailor will readily acknowledge, whatever his theater: no other fighting arm in World War II has found a historian with the flair, sympathy and lucidity of the Navy's Morison...
...more manpower, is widely accepted by editors as more accurate than the U.P. Day by day the A.P. also files more interpretive background stories on world affairs than the U.P., and in some capitals it notoriously outperforms U.P. Today none of the wire services boasts men with the global flair of the U.P.'s late WTebb Miller or the personal following of its late Raymond Clapper, but the U.P. has a sizable share of the standout American correspondents abroad and in Washington...
...talk shifted to the U.S.-Russian tension. He jabbed his finger didactically as he prophesied that "your grandchildren in America will live under Socialism." A metal tooth often glinted at the corner of a cunning smile, and his quick but heavy wit, like a fat lady with a flair for dancing, lunged repeatedly in scorn; e.g., "You must do away with your Iron Curtain and not be afraid of Soviet cooks arriving in the U.S. -I don't think they will make any revolution in your country...
...never killed nobody," was the victim of prejudice and circumstantial evidence in the Cook case. In other hands this story might be merely one of those Sunday-supplement series called "Did Justice Err?" But Old Pro Graves has written a fine cross section of early Victorian life. With his flair for period and his ear for dialogue-he gives a wonderful Dickens-Surtees flavor to his reconstructed conversations-Graves proves once again that a born writer can make a readable book out of an old laundry ticket, or the yellow pages of a court record...
...treated in order not of importance but of seduction. Charlotte Clark, the prostitute, adds little but a nicely hoarse voice to the dull opening, and is not helped much by Kurt Blankmeyer, The Soldier. Martha Cohen, The Maid, is prettily shy with the soldier, and shows a coy flair in her next scene, opposite Barry Bartle as a Young Gentleman who, after sleeping with her, can only say, nervously, "That'll be all. Thank...