Word: hand
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Silverbud as my bride!" cried Abu Ali, the son of Aladdin. "Farewell! I leave for Samarkand!" In as delightful a piece of fluffy nonsense as Storyteller Temple has presented this season, Abu overcame the opposition of a smoke-breathing dragon and two villainous Oriental princes, won the princess' hand and heart. The Land of Green Ginger-a flying oasis that whimsically flitted about with its roots dangling-was satirically spoofy enough to entertain adults, was tricked up with a passel of fantastic gimmicks to bewitch children. Items: a magic carpet so aerodynamically proper that it would not fly when...
...city where wide-eyed crowds can be conned into celebrating the dedication of a drugstore, it was no surprise that big-league baseball had packed the house. It hardly mattered that the Dodgers had already dropped two of their first three games with the San Francisco Giants, the hand-picked playmates who had gone to the Coast from New York City. It was almost irrelevant that the Dodgers were now in the process of winning 6-5 to spice up their first game at home. The marvel was that it was Walter O'Malley who had brought the show...
...naturally a more "practical" one; they concentrate on subjects that will get them through seminary fastest and guarantee the best posts-"the 'how-to' courses which will make them the skilled technicians and craftsmen for whom the best market waits." The unmarried student, on the other hand, has more freedom to grow in breadth and depth by ranging through the offbeat areas and collateral readings. "Is there not some danger," asks the Century, "that men who spend seminary time learning to be homemakers are thereafter too apt to be at home in the church...
...Modern Art, rounded the corner of Fifth Avenue and 53rd Street shortly after noon one day last week and saw the most horrible sight a museum man can imagine. Smoke was pouring from his museum's shattered glass façade; firemen were scrambling up ladders, axes in hand. In the distance was the wail of more fire engines bucking Manhattan traffic to answer the three alarms signaling the worst museum fire in U.S. history...
Jones: An overstuffed cornucopia! But let's not forget the problem at hand...