Word: halled
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...London's vast, cavernous Empress Hall, which is generally used as a skating rink, the leaders and rank-&-file of Britain's Tory Party met for their last conclave before the national election. Their hopes were high. Winston Churchill, firmly in the saddle as the Conservatives' leader, was once again flushed with the excitement of battle. In memoranda, terse marginal notes and snapped-out orders, he laid out Tory strategy. To describe his strategy, he revived a famed Churchillian wartime phrase: a concentrated attack "on the soft underbelly of Socialism...
While the Tories were planning in Empress Hall, Prime Minister Attlee huddled with Labor's top brass, pondering the question of whether to call a general election now or wait till next spring. Last week they got to an answer. As some observers had predicted (TIME, Oct. 10), the decision was to let things ride until spring. By that time, Labor hopes to repair some of the political damage which it suffered in the devaluation crisis. This week Attlee will put before Parliament a new economic program including reduction in government expenditures and other measures which, as Deputy Prime...
...living interpreter and Polish compatriot, Artur Rubinstein, play Chopin's incomparable mazurkas, polonaises, preludes, nocturnes and waltzes in a commemorative concert. In Paris, Pianist Alexander Brailowsky prepared for a similar recital at the Sorbonne. In London, BBC had Pianist Claudio Arrau in an all-Chopin program and Albert Hall had Robert Casadesus. In Chopin's native Warsaw, the great Chopin international piano competition was just winding up, and a new complete edition of Chopin's works, edited by Ignace Paderewski before his death, was coming off the press. Meanwhile, four new. books on Chopin's life...
...cigarette and found his hand was shaking and gave up. He could see out the window and across the quad from his chair; it was a gray day with the wind whipping off the river, and the couples were already filing out of the entrys and towards the dining hall gate. There were boys carrying blankets and shorthaired girls brushing leaves from their green dresses. Vag watched them for a minute, then got up and opened his desk drawer...
...hand. It could have the extra seat. This was Saturday afternoon, and Vag had a job to do. "What the hell," he thought. "We've got five more to go." As he paced himself through the gate, Vag lifted his head slightly and looked up at the deserted dining hall. "Kill the Indian!" he yelled, as loud as he could...