Word: gibraltarism
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Separate Tables) and screen (The Constant Husband); and Laurence Harvey, 28, Lithuanian-born, dark-haired British cinemactor (I Am a Camera, Romeo and Juliet), who was named as corespondent in her 1955 divorce from Publisher Max Reinhardt; she for the second time, he for the first; in Gibraltar...
...only Mediterranean base. Last month a Soviet cruiser, the Mikhail Kutuzov, so new that it is unlisted in the 1957 edition of the authoritative Jane's Fighting Ships, passed through the Dardanelles under escort of three destroyers. Earlier, three Soviet submarines entered the Mediterranean by way of Gibraltar (and were turned over to Egypt). Russia was telling the world that Mare Nostrum means Russia's as well as NATO...
...patriot in a Windsor chair as foursquare and unyielding as himself, threw a harsh, searching light on the stubby workingman's hands, which seem to regret having nothing to do, on the brow square-cut as a headstone, on the weary, wise button eyes, plow nose, sickle mouth, Gibraltar jaw-and painted the face of Conscience. One-eyed John Trumbull, an aristocrat who painted small pictures that could be encompassed with his limited vision, was a Fourth of July painter par excellence. He painted his famed The Declaration of Independence (see overleaf) on a canvas only 30 inches wide...
SULTAN IN OMAN, by James Morris (146 pp.; Panfheon; $3.50), is about one of those diplomatic escapades which Britain still occasionally stage-manages with a fine and crafty imperial hand. The sultanate of Muscat and Oman commands, like an Arabian Gibraltar, the entry to the Persian Gulf. In 1955 a fifth column of Saudi Arabian agents with oil-glazed eyes was busily subverting the sultan's power and touting the claims of the euphonically titled Imam of Oman. Four British-officered armies of the sultan set about trying to sweep the Imam out of Oman...
...chance in the next round, but midway through the fifth, Robinson drove a right into Fullmer's body. In Pavlovian style, the champion lowered his hands, and for a split second uncovered his chin. It hung there, as naked and as obvious as the Rock of Gibraltar. Robinson planted his dancer's feet and swung his left. The hook landed with precision and power, and Fullmer went down. At the count of eight, he strained to get up, fell back and lay there as the crowd cheered. It was the cleanest of knockouts...