Word: goings
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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George Bernard Shaw, pixie, playwright and pundit, turned 93, ate some birthday cake and let go a thought or two on politics ("Stalin [is] the mainstay of peace in Europe") and his own advanced years ("Thank God, I've reached my second childhood"). London's Liberal News Chronicle concurred only in the latter view. "[Shaw]," it wrote, "is now the grand old man of English letters but not, alas ... of English politics. In that field he has said wittily a greater number of silly things than any intelligent man is entitled to say in ... a lifetime...
...blue-grey eyes, stands 5 ft. 10 in. and carries her 158 lbs. extraordinarily well. Her father started coaching Shirley May when she was six, but has now handed the job over to Harry Boudakian, who coaches sports at Somerset Hugh. Boudakian put weight on Shirley May, makes her go to bed six nights a week...
Since war's end, Salzburg has had to watch the rise of another fine summer festival at Edinburgh. Said one Salzburg conductor last week: let Edinburgh go on being "an international, large-scale musical review"; Salzburg had its own "vernacular"-which was another way of saying that Salzburg would stick to the old tasks, and accomplish them...
...silken excitement, the geisha padded swiftly into the banquet hall of an exclusive Tokyo restaurant. Some bore samisens; others struck the classical attitudes of a geisha dance on the soft straw mats. Suddenly the samisens began beating it out eight to the bar and one of the girls let go a gully-low bellow that crackled the paper walls. The girls were doing the Samisen Boogie, a red-hot indication of what people meant last week when they said that Japan was jazzu-crazy...
...fellowship. Nowadays, it is the screaming fellowship of the motor-coach trip, the beer-blown friendship of the jug and bottle, the oily fellowship of the fish-&-chip saloon, the sandy-pebbly fellowship of the trippers on the beaches on Sundays, the near-naked-truth fellowship of those who go down to the sea in slips...