Word: letting
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Next day, Tsaldaris drove to the King's summer palace, 16 miles from Athens, and suggested a Tsaldaris-Venizelos coalition-let each be Premier for three months, in rotation. Many things are possible in Greek politics, but not that. The King said no; instead, without telling Tsaldaris, he decided to give the premiership to War Minister Panayotis Kanellopoulos, one of Greece's few first-rate administrators. U.S. officials were delighted with the King's choice...
Until young Bob Mathias (rhymes with defy us) came along, the folks in Tulare, Calif, (pop. 12,000) never had much to shout about.* When Bob became Olympic decathlon champ at 17, they let off a roar heard all over the county, gave him a noisy welcome when he came home from London. Last week, at a cost of $40,000, Tulare played host to the 1949 A.A.U. decathlon meet just so townspeople could watch Bob defend his title...
Chugging in eleventh, but safely, came the Aston-Martin with the English novices. Said Rob Lawrie, proudly: "We let the others pass and crash. We just kept on going. Back home, I am going to have a drophead hood [convertible top] put on, then I'll take Aunt Agatha out in it. This car has got to last the family a long time...
...account), 18-year-old Bob Mathias at first lagged in points in the stiffest test of all-around skill known to sport-discus, javelin-throw, shotput, high jump, broad jump, pole vault, high hurdles and flat races of 100, 400, and 1,500 meters. He didn't let it ruffle him. When he was not actually competing, rangy (6 ft. 3 in.) Bob relaxed on a blanket, now and then waved to his mother up in the stands. At the end of the first night's competition, Mathias was trailing Irving ("Moon") Mondschein...
...bush-mustached old lion of a man had barely stepped out on the promenade deck when the New York press was upon him. "O.K., Dr. Schweitzer!" shouted the photographers. "Stand over there . . . now look this way-this way . . . Hey, Mr. Schweitzer, wave will-ya-with the hand, see? ... O.K., let's make him walk down the deck . . . Hey, Mr. Schweitzer...