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...even in countries like Switzerland and Sweden, which had not been disfigured by the war, something was wrong. British tourists now had little money to spend abroad (their Government allowed them to take only ?75 each), and they were pale and poorly dressed. They betrayed an un-British and rather pathetic greed for unrationed food and clothes. The Continent's professional hosts decided sadly that it would not be a real tourist season until the Americans came along...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: EUROPE: Holiday | 4/22/1946 | See Source »

...further in the discussions . . . and I therefore leave the meeting." He waited for the French and English translations of his statement before rising. Then he pushed back his chair, straightened his black double-breasted coat and walked briskly toward the far door, followed by his three advisers. His normally pale face was flushed. For the first time, Jimmy Byrnes' brow was beaded with sweat...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: UNO: Gromyko Takes a Walk | 4/8/1946 | See Source »

...cracked. The room was cold; the 39 men and one stout, grandmotherly woman kept on their coats as they sat down in rickety, straight-back chairs. A mild man with thick glasses tacked a small piece of paper on the outside of the door. On it was printed in pale red pencil: "I.W.W. Convention Hall...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RADICALS: Again, the Wobblies | 4/1/1946 | See Source »

Tokyo's police began diligently searching for a suspect. Conspicuously missing with 600 yen of Nizaemon's postal savings was the servant girl's brother, a pale, stringy youth named Iida who served as the actor's make...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: JAPAN: Murder in the Kabuki | 4/1/1946 | See Source »

...adoptive parents were Matthew Pierre, an ornithologist, and his wife Valerie, a horticulturist. Their home, "Wildwood," was a warbling, fragrant inferno of prize flowers and bird-feeding stations, surrounded by a rusty iron fence. Matthew was a cold-souled, pipe-fondling dispenser of gently eviscerating irony. Valerie's "pale unearthly face was . . . like some silky autumn pod." They were about as capable of love as a stuffed finch and a glass calla lily. Edith was twelve when she came to them, 21 when their death freed her. In all her years with them she had no enduring reason...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Slow Death | 2/25/1946 | See Source »

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