Word: holing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Among the 800 guests attending the fashionable wedding of U.S. Heiress Virginia Fortune Ryan and Britain's Lord Ogilvy (see MILESTONES) was South Pacific Star Mary Martin. The Texas-born wedding guest delighted the fashion-conscious by showing up in a fur coat, a hole-in-the-crown fur headpiece, an ear-warming hood anchored by a pearl choker...
Ankle-deep in the heather of a north German moor, the green-clad hunter carefully quartered the area until he found a rabbit hole. Noting fresh tracks, he solemnly commented: "Das ist gut." From a leather pouch on his hip he brought out a sleek, sausage-shaped ferret named Mookie. The three tiny bells on his neck tinkling, Mookie was launched down the rabbit hole. The Jagermeister (hunt master) watched intently as Mookie's master raised his gauntleted left arm and spoke soothingly to the malevolent-looking hawk tethered to his wrist. "Steady, Diana. Steady, pretty girl," whispered...
Mookie, out of sight, worked efficiently. Suddenly, a rabbit bounded out of a nearby hole and fled across the heather in a series of bobtailed bounces, heading straight for a patch of scrub fir trees. Diana spotted the quarry almost instantly. When the rabbit was about 75 yards away, Falconer Wolfgang Stehle suddenly called "Habicht frei" (Hawk free) and released the thong which bound straining Diana to his. wrist. Wings pounding for quick altitude, Diana flashed after the rabbit. Closing fast, she wheeled into a vertical bank between two fir trees and plummeted downward for the strike...
...Holes & Lumps. Ritchie's show begins with some of the early giants: Auguste Rodin's skin-smooth St. John the Baptist. with its supple lines and easy Renaissance grace; Arietide Maillol's pensive Mediterranean, heavier and thicker; Constantin Brancusi's early abstractions. All the abstractions of the '20s and '30s, says Ritchie, flowed out of the work and theory of those three men. Rodin used to say that sculpture was merely "the hole and the lump"; his admirers carried the idea to a ruthlessly literal conclusion...
...hope was lucky. A small girl of about five, in blue linen trousers with cross-over braces behind and a bib in front, had just come to inspect the laurel bushes. She squatted down and peered into them, probably in search of a hidy-hole. Her expression was, however, disinterested, even bored. She seemed to be performing a duty rather than a pleasure. Now, hearing the cry of "naughty," she started up, looked round the corner of the bush and saw the baby. At once she started forward and, repeating "Naughty! naughty! naughty!" all the way in exactly the nurse...