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...This is a land so vast," reports TIME'S Hong Kong bureau, "that winter snows are already howling across large areas of it while other expanses still simmer in humid tropical heat. A land so fragmented that millions upon millions of its human swarm cannot understand the dialect spoken by millions and millions more. So ancient that its past is a palpable presence, and so modern that it has jolted the world with an atomic explosion. So expansionist that its neighbors have lived in varied degrees of fear since before the birth of Christ, and so troubled internally that...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Red China: Waiting for Evolution | 11/13/1964 | See Source »

...bear it!" she stammered, sweeping a thin and pallid hand across her humid forehead...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: No Crime | 11/10/1964 | See Source »

Inside the second-floor County courtroom in Danielsville, Ga. (pop. 362), the air was hot and humid. On the narrow balcony overlooking the courtroom a dozen Negroes silently watched the proceedings. Below, the seats in the whites-only section were jammed. All had come last week to see the murder trial of State of Georgia v. Joseph Howard Sims and Cecil William Myers...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Georgia: An Extreme Case | 9/11/1964 | See Source »

...Saturday night, the most restless elements of Harlem, the broken-or no-home kids and the seething out-of-job adults, were bristling for a fight. It was hot and humid. Scores of people gathered for an outdoor protest rally called by three local chapters of Congress of Racial Equality. After harangues by CORE leaders, the Rev. Nelson C. Dukes, pastor of Harlem's Fountain Spring Baptist Church, and a veteran agitator, launched into a 20-minute call for action, exhorting everyone to march on the local police precinct station to present their "demands...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: New York: When Night Falls | 7/31/1964 | See Source »

...monsoon rains patter down. The paddies of the delta are already flooded ankle-deep. Plodding patiently across them, in a tableau ancient as the land itself, peasants in conical hats and mud-caked pants thrust pale green rice shoots into the fertile soil beneath the water. And in the humid dusk, countless crickets sing out-or get themselves captured by small boys who sell them to gambling elders for cricket fights...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: South Viet Nam: And Now the Rains | 5/29/1964 | See Source »

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