Word: hamlets
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Retreat. A month ago, as he had done for many summers, he and his wife Francesca moved into their summer chalet near the tiny, Alpine hamlet of Sella. At 73, De Gasperi was worn and haggard. His heart was tired. He was ordered to rest, but he continued anxiously to write and phone Christian Democratic leaders in Rome. He was increasingly distressed by France's attitude toward the EDC he had helped create. One day last week he had a slight heart attack...
Scenes from Hamlet (Sat. 6:30 p.m., NBC). From the stage of Oregon's Ashland Shakespeare Festival...
...Hobby. Old salts from Rodanthe, a nearby hamlet, inspected the wrecked ship the next morning, pronounced it a "probable total loss." Professional salvage companies agreed. But one interested onlooker, Esveld Canipe, Buick dealer from Havelock, N.C., was more optimistic. Landlubber "Nip" Canipe, 38, had been fascinated with the sea ever since he moved to Havelock twelve years ago from western North Carolina. A tinkerer all his life, he had read a book about the wrecks off Cape Hatteras, and recently had tried a little amateur salvage work on an old World War I hulk up the coast from Havelock...
Early on a hot, clear Sunday morning this week, members of the three families began to arrive at the mountain hamlet of Mayking, in Letcher County, Ky. They parked their cars around the schoolhouse and, laden with hampers and bulging boxes of food, made their way up the hogback ridge to the old cemetery. It was the annual reunion of three fertile and ancient mountain clans that go back to the beginnings of Kentucky, There, and throughout the nation, the alfresco political season was beginning. With the Fourth of July weekend the season would be in full swing...
...toss huge logs -Joyce, Yeats, Synge-on the fires of 20th century literature. Last month Dublin's Irish Times keened over the current era of matchstick prose and poetry: "Search the horizon as we will, we can see no budding poet, no young incipient novelist . . . The Irish literary Hamlet has expired; the rest is silence." The horizon-searching Irish Times has apparently overlooked a 44-year-old Belfast schoolteacher named Michael McLaverty, who is admittedly no Hamlet, but whose novels make first-rate kindling for a homely, old-fashioned literary fire...