Word: forks
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...annual banquets have been so primitive that every eatery in the area, except Chez Dreyfus, now refuses to extend its services to the Advocate. Since the damage at Chez Dreyfus last year was pretty severe (one member stuck his fork into the wall up to the handle), it is probably just as well that the magazine is getting a new building. There soon will be no other place available for annual banquets...
...with love, Amrita and Hari see only what they want to in each other. With her B.A. degree, Amrita thinks of untutored Hari as a simple, unspoiled sort who should eat with his fingers. To be worthy of her upper-class favors, Hari struggles manfully with a knife and fork instead and stifles his burps...
...Chancellor Robert Livingston, representing the law that preceded, underpinned and nourished the Constitution, administered the oath to the big, embarrassed man in the brown suit with eagles on its metal buttons. Then George Washington, painfully striving to strike exactly the right pitch on history's tuning fork, delivered on April 30, 1789 the first address by a President of the United States to the Congress. "The propitious smiles of Heaven," he said, "can never be expected on a nation that disregards the eternal rules of order and right, which Heaven itself has ordained . . . the sacred fire of liberty...
Manhattan-born Soprano Maria Meneghini Callas, recent victor in a high E-flat free-for-all with an octet of Chicago process servers (TIME, Nov. 28), plunged a legal fork into an Italian macaroni company. On the tines of her suit: Maria's ex-physician and husband's brother-in-law, Dr. Giovanni Cazzarolli, the Pastificio Pantanella Co. and Prince Marcantonio Pacelli, who is Pastificio's legal eagle as well as a nephew of Pope Pius XII. La Callas, 31, weighing in at a svelte 135 Ibs., charged that Dr. Cazzarolli had issued a false certificate, ballyhooed...
Energy & Erosion. Sam Carver, a fourth-generation native of Jackson County, Tenn., returned from a Union prison after the Civil War, gathered together what money he had, borrowed some more, bought about 800 acres along Dry Fork Branch, near Liberty, and set out with grim energy to wring his living from the land. Says Joe Moore: "He paid next to nothing for it-about $3,000-and he got his money back the first year on timber. His aim was to make all the money he could off it." Such an aim is one that Joe, himself a proudly acquisitive...