Word: journey
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1950-1959
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...journey back home that the Easterners feared most. The despised Volkspolizei were now checking all trains. Often they confiscated the parcels outright, and sent the lard, canned milk and beans along to their barracks. But those who merely lost their much needed gifts were lucky. The Vopos fined or arrested many. Some were accused of being American agents, a crime punishable by imprisonment or death, and to others the courts began meting out prison sentences as drastic as five years. On top of threat and punishment, the Reds tried by public ridicule to halt the sad parade of their hungry...
This quick journey from somewhere to inconsistency left Army-Navy relations about the same as ever. Anonymous Navy spokesmen, chuckling deeply, thought that the Army couldn't possibly ban the movie from its screens because it had spent a lot of the taxpayers' money helping to produce scenes at Hawaii's Schofield Barracks. Anonymous Army spokesmen, with a knowing air, thought that the Navy (which has joined the Roman Catholic Legion of Decency in banning The Moon Is Blue) might be making a record for the future. Coming soon: The Caine Mutiny, a movie about sex, misery...
...previously explored 58 countries, from Argentina to Zanzibar. Last week, in the August number of Réaltiés' French edition (circ. 135,000),* the Cossets told their story of life in the U.S., as seen "through fresh eyes" on their two-month, 27-state journey...
...Dewey: Journey to the Far Pacific...
Born in Marseille, Monticelli spent his middle years in Paris. When the.Germans invaded France in the Franco-Prussian War, he decided to go home again. He walked, stopping off at likely farmhouses and portraying the farmers' daughters to earn his keep. The journey took eight pleasant months. In Marseille he settled down to steady work in a red-shuttered studio and to a genial evening round of opera and absinthe. It is said that when admirers flocked about his cafe table to praise his work, the bald, bearded old Bohemian would blithely reply: "I don't know what...