Word: misted
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...written movie scores and ballets (including one based on Nehru's Discovery of India), is working to modernize Indian musical techniques, i.e., standardize instruments and notation. But he despairs of ever accomplishing true mastery of the sitar. "It is like driving through a mist," he says. "The more you drive, the more you realize the road is still there...
...fourth. Now he was 35, and the long trail that led from Sälen, near the Norwegian border, to the small town of Mora, deep in the picturesque province of Dalecarlia, looked tougher than ever. Weather on the course veered from dim to foul. At the starting line, mist lay heavy over the hilltops, and skis had to be waxed carefully for cold snow. Later the trail wound into warmer valleys, and Gunnar would have to stop and wax all over again. Downhill slopes, where he might ordinarily have picked up time, were sticky with moist new flakes...
...which flew a flight of 15 Ilyushin jet bombers and ten MIGs. "You see, we still do have an army," said one Egyptian major. But after 17 hours of talk, including a private talk between Nasser and Saud that lasted until 3 one morning, the conference dissolved in a mist of platitudes...
Entering the House of Representatives two years ago with dewy eyes, Arizona's Democrat Stewart L. Udall, 34, a Tucson lawyer, quickly had the mist wiped away. Udall found himself on the Education and Labor Committee, discovered that the important 30-man committee functioned only when and however its aging conservative chairman, Graham Arthur Barden of North Carolina, willed. Working under an archaic two-sentence set of rules, i.e., meetings at the chairman's, call, formation of subcommittees only at the chairman's pleasure, the committee in Udall's first two years churned only ten important...
...weather that dogged him virtually ever since he left home was there with a vengeance as Dick Nixon climbed into a car in Vienna bound for the refugee camps near the Hungarian border. A thick mist scummed the windshields as the 39-car motorcade rolled eastward under the grey sky toward Andau, a scant kilometer from the border. The mud was ankle-deep along the roadside, and the heavy mist was raw and penetrating. The weather failed to daunt the 300-odd refugees gathered at the camp, and it equally failed to daunt the Vice President...