Word: inhabitant
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...eight-year history. Consisting of many exhibits and a wide variety of stage events, the Festival was scheduled to close June 21. But a freakishly persistent cold and drizzle kept many thousands of people away. So Mayor Hynes and the Park Commissioner consented to allow the exhibits to inhabit the Public Gardens an extra week...
...Algeria will be pacified. This will come thanks to a general effort by all those who live there to succeed in a profound transformation of this country in order that all its sons-I say all its sons-can determine their fate and the fate of the lands they inhabit...
...greenhouse in Saginaw, Mich., and Roethke spent his childhood in the steaming, close atmosphere of growing things. Perhaps as a result, his imagery has an easy intimacy with slugs, birds, frogs, snakes, and in his deep disaffection for the world of men, he often seems happier to inhabit that simpler world. "I'm sure I've been a toad, one time or another," he writes. "With bats, weasels, worms-I rejoice in the kinship...
...their freedom, and the right to "private, capitalist ownership"; they were assured that the Soviet Union, by "placing orders"-whatever that meant-would assure their prosperity. They were told by Khrushchev that the U.N. in "one way or another" could guarantee their status as a free city. But they inhabit an island no miles inside Communist territory, and the Communists had refused to let U.N. observers into Hungary in 1956 when the chips were down...
Underlying Life. Even more surprising as a whole are Wyeth's new watercolors, pictures done swiftly in passion. His instinct for the medium has grown out of discipline, and his command of it is athletic-brushmanship like swordsmanship. Wyeth's Cormorants inhabit a small island off the Maine coast, near his summer home. "I rowed over," Wyeth says in his high, dry voice. "There was a terrific shrieking and neck-turning. The picture took only half an hour, but the birds kept dropping on me all the time. There was a strange feeling of aloneness -of the cormorants...