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...Chinese are serious about the politics of toasts. The Foreign Minister's scarcely veiled meaning was clear to Henry Kissinger, who raised his goblet politely, but-with a noticeable lack of enthusiasm-barely touched it to his lips. In effect, China, the No. 2 Communist power, was accusing the U.S., the leading capitalist, of appeasing the No. 1 Communist country, the Soviet Union. It was warning that Russian-American détente could cast a shadow over Washington-Peking rapprochement. Try as he might during his four-day stay in China, the Secretary of State could...
...year-old Long Island widow came in with a scabrous painting that turned out to be an 18th century Italian portrait. A Westchester woman brought in a goblet that her family had bought at Tiffany's for $300 in 1894. Present value: around $12,000. A landscape owned by a man from Long Island turned out to be the work of the 18th century English painter Thomas Patch, worth a patch above $30,000. A Connecticut man brought in a trifle inherited from his Uncle Harold that was diagnosed as a contemporary portrait of George Washington on glass...
...been an effective ruler. He savaged the Turks, whipped the landowning nobles into line, cowed the Saxons, and relieved the poor and the sick of their misery by burning large numbers of them. So perfect was his law and order that he was able to leave a rich golden goblet by a wayside spring in his domain for the refreshment of travelers. No one ever stole...
...work; and each box, with its lid and compartments and sliding drawers, is a microcosm. At first one is seduced by the greeny blue, aquarium-like interior of Box 17 (Box C). Then the eye discerns the contents, wavering amid their reflections from the walls: a glass goblet filled with a bouquet not of flowers but of vicious glass shards; a morbified pink foot; a small geometrical plastic construction, reclining like a tiny fakir on a bed of nails...
Plautus was the Neil Simon of Rome. When the tired businessman of the Eternal City trudged home from his officina on one of the seven hills in his sweat-stained toga and quaffed a quick goblet of Falernian, his wife probably said, "Carissime, in thealrum eamus...