Word: minaretted
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...Prince Igor: "Naturally, darling, when I am living in a wonderful dream." Crowed happy Columnist Maxwell: "A neat phrase, and he looked as though he meant it." Barbara was going to take Igor to her nest in Tangier, said Miss Maxwell. "Barbara's bathroom looks out on a minaret. Every evening as the muezzin calls the faithful to prayer, so close is Barbara's window that. . . she can see him clear his throat...
...hazy atmosphere. Mercifully softened also is the 400-foot Tower of the Sun, a nondescript steeple which serves to carry a 44-bell carillon. Last week San Francisco critics bore down hard on the Tower. Said Sculptor Beniamino Bufano: "It should have been a mosque or a minaret." Said Sculptor Ralph Stackpole: "The thing is up. What can you do about...
Istanbul's mosque-capped hills were ablaze with light for a three-day and three-night celebration last week. Chains of brightly colored bulbs stretched from minaret to minaret of the treasured Mosques of Ayasofia, Suleiman the Magnificent, Mohammed the Conqueror. Below, in the four-mile stretch of the Golden Horn the Turkish fleet lay at anchor, with ship searchlights playing nightly over the city...
Rebels who had sniped at their enemies from the minarets of mosques showed surprisingly little resistance, gradually withdrew to the Mosque of Omar area, knowing that British troops were under orders not to desecrate those sacred precincts. In two days' operations nine Arabs were killed, no British. Arresting all men whose shoulders showed the bruises of rifle butts, Tommies put 300 suspects in a concentration camp on the site of King Herod's ancient citadel. Although a 24-hour curfew prevailed, the British command showed its regard for Moslem religious feelings by agreeing to a request...
...Vagabond is disillusioned. In fact, he's terribly fed up. Here he is, a denizen of these Cantabridgian shores for countless lunar episodes. And looking out tonight on the drizzling raindrops trickling slowly earthward, hindered only by the ecstatic effulgence of the glittering celestial pyrotechnics imbedded in the Moslem minaret effect down Lowell House way, he like the Preacher, is firmly convinced that All is Vanity (note influence of Bible exams.) Why should he, after all these chimerian days of unappreciated amateuristic guidance, waste any more time advertising interesting lectures by interesting professors...