Word: mets
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...began early and confusedly. At 10 a.m. his black Chrysler sped up to a Wellesley gate and was firmly deported by a guard with orders to "keep the cars out, because Nehru was coming." Despite this inauspicious beginning, the official party managed to reach Wellesley Chapel, where it met with a warmer reception. Over 1700 girls swarmed out of the classrooms and sat on the lawns and hung from the trees to see the Pandit. Sensing the importance of the occasion, they gave oral vent to their emotions...
Laureano, his angry face as red-veined as a banknote, met this challenge personally. "When Conservative lips proclaim peace," he told the nominating convention last week, "they do so with sincerity. Our hearts are not poisoned with hateful desires to destroy the Christian order and replace it with Communist tyranny. We offer peace in the fullest sense of liberty and justice...
...York City's Mayor William O'Dwyer, 59, running for reelection, was a likely candidate for marriage as well. Photographers snapped him at St. Patrick's Cathedral and the ballet with brunette, thirtyish ex-Model Sloan Simpson, a fashion consultant whom he met about a year ago. Newsmen scraped together hints that suggested a wedding by Christmas. It would be the second for each.* The most piquant hint came from the mayor himself. Asked pointblank for his intentions, O'Dwyer parried: "I will discuss that after the election." Then he leaned back in his chair...
Alabaster & Antipathy. Never married, he was always in love. When he first met the tiny, cigar-smoking and betrousered George Sand sulking at a soiree, he exclaimed, "What an antipathetic person ... Is it really a woman? I am inclined to doubt it." He claimed she was his mistress for less than a year, but he lived with her and depended on her care and solicitude for almost the rest of his life. When her children finally forced them apart, he was lost without...
...Britain (as Cincinnati tossed its garbage) out into the street. When Mrs. Trollope gently hinted at the "total and universal want of manners, both in males and females," she was either assured that the rudeness in question was a local "peculiarity" ("You know so little of America"), or she met the fierce retort: "Our manners are very good manners, and we don't wish any changes from England...