Word: host
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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From behind the closed door boomed the director's voice, and occasionally the uncertain voice of a young actor could be heard reciting Hamlet's lines--"Oh all ye host of heaven! Oh earth! What else...
Though allergists have blamed everything under the sun-cat dander, mothers-in-law and even the sun itself-for a host of more or less real diseases, they have usually conceded that there had to be definite symptoms such as runny nose, asthma or hives before allergy could be proved. Last week, having exhausted the known world in their search for allergenic villains, 500 dedicated specialists from 22 nations finished their meeting in Florence's Palazzo Pitti with new inspiration: ten times as common as conventional allergy, and far more treacherous, may be a hidden type called idioblapsis...
...whose three proud and beautiful cousins had been rejected by the emperor. All at once he found himself staring at a kitchen wench who was tending the fire. He seemed to detect under the soot a deli cate beauty. "But who is this girl?" he demanded excitedly of his host. "Why, nobody at all," the other replied. "She is only a little serving girl, fresh up from the country." The general seized the frightened child and wiped the soot off her face. "I have found a pearl!" he cried...
...Little Learning. In Saigon, about to congratulate his host's Vietnamese cook on a tastefully prepared rabbit, ex-Anthropology Student Frederic Wickert looked closer at the dish, recognized the remains of a cat, that evening went home, analyzed his own dinner, discovered that his Chinese cook had served him dog sausages...
Well before most of the Republican workers arrived in Gettysburg, Host Eisenhower was buzzing around the farm in his Crosley with the fringe on top, surveying the big tent that had been set up in his east pasture. Spotting two big white trailers south of the tent, he asked: "What are those buses?" Whispered Appointments Secretary Bernard Shanley: "Those are comfort stations, not buses, Mr. President." Ike whipped his glasses out of his breast pocket for a look, gasped: "Oh, for goodness' sake." At 4:30 p.m. he took his seat on the platform and the program began. First...