Word: hut
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Pratt's confidence in "The Hut on Fowl's Legs" was beyond belief. It sounded as if he had been playing this piece for twice his age. But what made the entire performance of "Pictures" truly great, as good as the golden Benno Moiseiwitsch recording, was his huge sound at "The Great Gate of Kiev." The audience was completely under his spell. And his choice of encore, the Schumann-Liszt "Widmung," sent everyone home smiling...
...compromise Archer offered two weeks ago. A better explanation is the charged atmosphere that followed recent Senate hearings at which IRS victims told their horror stories. "At a certain point," says a senior Administration official, "the avalanche is going to happen, and you have a choice: stand in the hut and get crushed or get outside in the most elegant manner possible...
Damning the current Unabomber suspect, Gelernter writes, "Hut man's goal was to be the country's No. 1 criminal." He also says a 1993 bombing was "Mr. Bucolic-Cottage-in-the-Countryside's first outing in several years." Was it? Gelernter should not invoke the word justice in urging the death penalty for a man yet to be tried, let alone convicted. GORDON BLACK Mendocino, Calif...
...trip climbing Mount Kilimanjaro gave some idea of why many say she sets an impossible standard for regular women. Finding the food at Horombo Hut at 12,500 ft. "inedible," she commandeered the porters and put together vegetable soup, chicken risotto and tomato salad using her Swiss Army knife. "She drives me insane," says Katherine Stuart, 33, of Los Angeles. "Part of me loves her. I mean, my God, she picks her own eggs, makes her own paint and makes everything so pretty. I had a subscription for two months, but she made me feel so deficient, so I canceled...
...then, dissatisfied, pulled it out. "It's not right," she explained. The boy writhed in agony. Calmly, she inserted the needle four or five times more before she was finally sure that she had it right. At 2 a.m. she ducked back into the boy's hut to give him more medicine. In the morning, astonishingly, he was alive and smiling. The Nuer mother beamed at Seaman, and then she was gone. Seaman sat down at the camp table outside her tent, poured herself a cup of tea and began preparing for her morning patients...