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...would improve their physiques and general beauty by teaching them proper posture and a graceful gait. . . . Besides, by divesting them of excess and peculiarly localized fatty deposits, it would enable them to wear pants without creating a repellent spectacle. Dressing all women in uniform would finally convince men that in truth 'women are all alike' and that consequently there is no hurry about grabbing any one of them for a life partner...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Science: Maedchen in Uniform? | 6/25/1945 | See Source »

...little things were his old newspaper cronies, his folks in Indiana, "That Girl" in the picket-fenced white house in Albuquerque and, above all, the desire of a shy man to move about at his own gait. After three and a half months of being lionized, he got ready to go to war again, this time to the Pacific...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Ernie | 4/30/1945 | See Source »

...changed to a black dress. By 7:15 in the evening she was ready. She kissed Anna goodbye and strode with her usual determined gait to the waiting limousine, accompanied by Mr. Early and Admiral Mclntire. They enplaned for Georgia. In the dark morning hours, Eleanor Roosevelt walked into the little white cottage on Pine Mountain. Silent and alone, she went in to her husband...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: U.S. At War: The Long Day | 4/23/1945 | See Source »

...King Ibn Saud of Arabia ("Servant of the Mighty One") walks with a slow, deliberate gait. The nine battle wounds of his youth, even the trouble some one in his groin, have not curbed his legendary virility, but they have reduced his ranging stride. Fortnight ago, when he met President Roosevelt on a U.S. cruiser in the Suez Canal (TIME, March 5), the King looked longingly at the President's well-worn wheelchair...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: SAUDI ARABIA: Seat for the Mighty | 3/12/1945 | See Source »

...Always, everywhere we went, there were refugees. Some strode with determined gait back to their little villages, hugging the mountainsides, their belongings on their backs. Others, little family clusters, carried tin-tubfuls of crockery, clothes and fine old tablecloths filled with ragged effects. One group we saw trying to cross the river at Marcourt were slipping and sliding down the broken wooden girders of the dynamited bridges into the icy water and wading across. In this family there was a girl of ten crying bitterly. She wore a thin red cotton sweater with a thin cotton dress underneath...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: INTERNATIONAL: Reckless Tranquility | 1/22/1945 | See Source »

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