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...others having the time of their lives propelling themselves about frozen pavements and ponds on little homemade sleds which they rode squatting on their haunches. Seoul's black-marketeers went imperturbably about their chores, blowing their whistles and semaphoring energetically with their hands whenever a jeep or oxcart hove into sight...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: War: Another City | 1/15/1951 | See Source »

...When he hove into view-a gallant, smiling, if somewhat aging figure, sitting his white, 16-year-old steed, Topper, with the assurance born of a hundred B westerns-pandemonium was certain to reign. The screams, the whistles, the volleys of exploding caps which racket up whenever he rides through the ranks of his wriggling idolaters would probably outdo anything ever heard during the games of ancient Rome...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MANNERS & MORALS: Kiddies in the Old Corral | 11/27/1950 | See Source »

...fishermen left Port-of-Spain in an outboard-powered pirogue on a calm day and never came back. Four days later two other fishermen went out in their boat and also failed to return. The last to report their boat was a fisherman who said he saw them hove to about 10 at night with a larger craft alongside. Then a man's body, bound and strapped to a 98-lb. chunk of iron, washed ashore in the Trinidad Yacht Club's bay. The victim was identified as Philbert Peyson, member of an organized gang of burglars, holdup...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Blood & Plunder | 5/29/1950 | See Source »

...brass of the Navy picked her as an ideal boat for the President, and because a bunch of Missouri Democrats couldn't take it, don't blame it on the ship. (Seventeen big ships hove to in the North Atlantic that week.) Any sailor knows that a ship has to roll or drown in her own smother...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Apr. 24, 1950 | 4/24/1950 | See Source »

Young Negro girls sat in the shade, "engaged on the interminable task of trying to wave their wirespring hair"; a West Indian dandy traipsed through the squalid streets, sporting a feather boa. Then a white man, wearing a police uniform, hove into view-a squat, grey-haired man whom Wilson would barely have noticed if the Englishman at his elbow had not exclaimed: "Look . . . look at Scobie . . . Our great police force...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: What Price Pity? | 8/9/1948 | See Source »

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