Word: gauntness
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...months last year he was battered by a savage campaign of vilification. He grew gaunt, pallid, tense. In May, he checked into a Peking hospital, rumored to be suffering from a heart attack. Except for an occasional brief visit by a foreign dignitary, almost nothing was heard from him; only twice did he venture from his hospital sanctuary, and then for short, if theatrical, appearances at state banquets. Analysts in the West wondered if the combination of political and physical illness might not spell the end of a long and illustrious career. Yet for all the apparent setbacks, China...
Last week, his career ended, Angleton's gaunt, 6-ft. figure was more stooped than usual. His speech slurred by exhaustion, he insisted that his actions had been intended solely to protect the U.S. from its archenemy, the Soviet Union. Said he: "I have seen no change in the Soviets at any time, where the Soviets have ever deviated from their own desire to take over...
...chill autumn wind whipped across northern Iowa last week, a gaunt, solitary figure hiked steadily through the cornfields, waving to speeding semitrailers, swatting at snarling dogs with his walking stick, singing and talking to himself. The man was David Kunst, 35, who left his home town of Waseca, Minn., 4½ years ago with an unusual objective: to walk round the world (with the help of airplanes, of course, to carry him across the oceans). Though no match for the rawboned Kunst, who was averaging 40 miles a day, TIME Correspondent Richard Woodbury puffed along for a while...
...would do anything--even commit murder--for a friend. "With his shabby uniform and fierce pathetic face," Orwell writes, "he typifies for me the special atmosphere of that time. He is bound up with all my memories of that period of the war--the red flags in Barcelona, the gaunt trains full of shabby soldiers creeping to the front, the gray war-stricken towns further up the line, the muddy, ice-cold trenches in the mountains...
Tolling Bells. After the tough arms negotiations, Nixon flew to the Belorussian capital of Minsk to take part in ceremonies mourning the destruction of the region by the Nazis 30 years ago. In the village of Khatyn, standing before a huge black granite statue of a gaunt man holding his dead son in his arms, the President said quietly: "This is very, very moving...