Word: linens
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...only described in passing ("the tricky proliferation of America: an unfolding maze of Saturday movies, roller skating rinks, picnic grounds, church ladies, colored people...") but the beginning of the story has already indicated what effect it has had upon her parents: "They use paper napkins instead of the linen, rolled up in napkin rings; they like Pepperidge Farm bread and even Jello." The tale is, on a number of counts very sad, Miss Halley's prose is rich and evocative, and the story's exquisite construction succeeds in delaying the point until the very...
...every Russian who changes his shirt commits suicide, but Russian suicides cling to the superstition that a change of linen should precede death. On April 14, 1930 Poet Vladimir Vladimirovich Mayakovsky changed his shirt. Then he slipped a cartridge into his revolver and played Russian roulette. He lost. According to his friend Boris Pasternak, "the news rocked the telephones, blanketed faces with pallor ... [people] all the way up the staircase wept and pressed against each other." It was a blow from which Soviet literature has never quite recovered, for Mayakovsky was the unchallenged laureate of the revolution. A critic named...
...compromising the security of this interminable future." This emotional disorder, Dr. Beatson notes, becomes commoner with advancing age. Almost uniformly, victims have no hesitation in spending heavily for costly coats and dresses, new home furnishings and holidays abroad. But they hate to spend a penny for underclothes, bed linen, help in the house, nourishing food-or a doctor's services...
Michael S. Thomas, a Philadelphia resident, had previously been under psychiatric treatment. His body was discovered by a Kirkland House maid Monday morning when she went to change linen...
Yellow Earth. At 4 in the afternoon, six young pallbearers lifted the open coffin with white linen slings and carried it the half-mile to the village churchyard where Russia's endless war is fought even in death-some graves bear tombstones with crosses; others are surmounted by Communism's red stars. Panting and perspiring, the pallbearers deposited the coffin on the mound of freshly dug yellowish earth beside the open grave, within sight of the blue onion domes of the Orthodox Church of the Transfiguration. Several weeping women bent over to kiss the lifeless countenance...