Word: nights
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Night after that, treating the Queen to Thanksgiving turkey at the U.S. embassy residence, Nixon even got an unexpected human plus. Somebody in Washington forgot to pack his tuxedo; Nixon had to borrow one from a newsman, got nice press notices about "the man who came to dinner without his dinner jacket...
...taste for U.S. cheesecake from Duke Zeibert's Restaurant), Argentina and Switzerland, and appointed him Ambassador to Costa Rica. Moving higher in government circles, he met a top bureaucrat named Adolfo Ruiz Cortines. Soon the two Adolfos were taking long and friendly walks through the city at night. When Ruiz Cortines was nominated as P.R.I.'s presidential candidate in 1951, he got López Mateos to manage his campaign. López Mateos did so well that on inauguration day, six years ago, he was named Secretary of Labor...
Critic and columnist, bartender and barfly last week got a startling reminder of A Night to Remember. Lest anyone miss the imminent arrival of J. Arthur Rank's movie re-creation of the sinking of the S.S. Titanic, Rank flacks flooded the mails with swizzle sticks topped by the lost liner tilting toward destruction-gruesome little blue plastic models for sentimental soaks to rattle against the melting ice-cube icebergs in their highball glasses. Thus a casual libation might become a miniature marine disaster. ("Hey, Louie! Watch the Titanic go down in the drink.") If the talents...
...five miles away abruptly ended. On deserted Restoration Road in Quemoy City, the uneasy silence was pierced only by the cough of a diesel engine in the offices of the Cheng Ch'i Chung Hua Jih Pao (Righteous China Daily News), the island's only newspaper. All night long the engine had wheezed, supplying erratic power for the lights by which Chinese compositors handset four tabloid-size pages of type. The little engine rested briefly while a workman slipped the power take-off belt from the generator to an ancient flat-bed press. Then it snuffled back...
...smoothly fitted tails put down his baton, turned to the audience and inclined his balding head to the salvos of applause. That was in his native Jackson, Miss., where last week he conducted the stage premiere of his opera The Soldier plus his Malady of Love for a two-night stand. The next night, in black tie, he turned up in the pit of Manhattan's Lunt-Fontanne Theater, where he presided over a performance of Leroy Anderson's brassy musical Goldilocks. Four days later, in a sweatshirt, he was hovering over the orchestra that accompanied Rosalind Russell...