Word: pipeful
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...didn't actually sport a pair of slippers and a pipe, but Violinist Zino Francescatti acted very much at home. Instead of a fireplace, however, he had the audience in Carnegie Hall in front of him last week, and the Philadelphia Orchestra behind him. When he wasn't fiddling, he lolled comfortably near the podium, gestured familiarly to Conductor Eugene Ormandy, even stage-whispered to him during the concerto. "That was pretty good;" he would say to Ormandy, or "We got it that time...
...Gustav von Kahr, Dictator of Bavaria, against whom Erich Ludendorff and Adolf Hitler plotted. In the U.S., John L. Lewis,* who had risen from statistician to president in the United Mine Workers, was getting ready for a trip to Europe. In New York, Franklin D. Roosevelt (shown as a pipe smoker on TIME'S 13th cover) had returned from convalescence to take up a fruitless job as head of the American Construction Council. In Moscow, Joseph Stalin† was quietly getting his hammer lock on the Communist Party. In Ahmadabad, Gandhi, jailed, was finding words which were to become...
Tension drew itself in the faces of his young listeners. Their hearts beat wildley, they leaned eagerly forward. Schussboomer knew what it meant. "Yes," he said, sadly tapping his pipe on the umbrella stand. "The tea was cancelled...
...spite of all the popular misconceptions, writers do seem to have one characteristic in common--they are individualists. This was borne out in an advanced writing class last Fall, when one Radcliffe member pulled out a huge pipe from her handbag, piled it high with aromatic tobacco, and started smoking with all the guest of an old salt. The ten male writers sitting around the table were left gaping for only a second; from then on they refused to blink, and so the class ended happily...
Armed with shotguns made from steel pipe, taking four guards with them as shields, they stumbled through six inches of snow in the prison yard to the north gate. Then the crop-headed convicts, shivering in their grey prison denims, battered off the gate lock and made a getaway...