Word: greenes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...kind, nonpartisan "Well, coming from your state, I'd suggest you do . . ." Rarely has Russell been known to solicit a vote on any other than the merits of the case, and rarely does he present more than the basic argument. He assumes that the Senators, however young, however green, are intelligent enough to reach their own decisions. Says Dick Russell, gravely unassumingly, dispassionately: "I cover all the ground I can stand...
...prewar graces are gone. Over the pea-green waters of the 500-year-old, moss-and lichen-encrusted Imperial Moat, big-winged black butterflies flutter languidly. Within the Imperial Palace grounds (visited by 700,000 Japanese yearly) swarms of graceful scarlet dragonflies dip and glitter in the sunshine. In tiny rock gardens behind the bamboo walls of private homes, artificial fountains gurgle, and tiny bells tinkle to the slightest breeze. Traffic cops, sweating in their summer khakis, pause to admire carefully arranged clusters of chrysanthemums set in their dusty control stations, sip glasses of hot green tea to keep cool...
...trips will also be available as usual for the Wellesley Theatre-on-the Green's performance of Cyrano de Bergerac both this evening and Saturday. The bus will leave Thayer Gate at 7:30 p.m. for the Wellesley trip...
Blue Bell Promises. The camp is a group of 36 prefabricated cabins and a dozen large green tents built inside a barricade of dry reeds. Their sole amenity: a withered palm tree transplanted from an oasis 60 miles away. Only a few of the cabins are air-conditioned-and they are reserved for those men who have the hardest work, be they French or Moslem. One of the huts is a bar where the men guzzle fruit juices, mineral water and beer to compensate for sweat (about 2½ gal. per man per day) lost at work. Elaborate meals worthy...
...screened porch in the residence of the U.S. ambassador in green and summery Ottawa, two tall, greying men stood elbow to elbow one evening last week, each intent upon the other. While cocktail-party chatter echoed in other rooms, John George Diefenbaker, the Prime Minister of Canada, talked, gestured, sipped from a glass of orange juice. John Foster Dulles, the U.S. Secretary of State, cradled a rye highball in his hand as he nodded, smiled, listened. Thus casually, top officials of the world's two most neighborly nations began to explore the subtle new relationship that must come about...