Word: portly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Down at the end of the alley is the Vieux Port. From here Edmund Dantes, the Abbe Faria and other prisoners were taken to Chateau d'If. The prison isn't as romantic looking as Paramount did it for. The Count of Monte-Cristo-but it's all there: The cell where Dantes slept, the cup from which he drank, and for a franc or two you can touch the initials he carved on the wall. Why do such things thrill us? Perhaps it's the secret desire we all have for immortality, for fame. One tourist with horn-rimmed...
...passengers presently encountered an aged recluse named Thomas Lyman who revealed that they were near Port Jervis, N. Y., 60 miles from Newark. He helped them to town, where a rescue safari promptly organized, found the rest of the plane's company gathered around a fire rather enjoying their lark...
Last week, in appreciation of the spirit of the eight passengers, none of whom brought damage suits, and of the help given by Port Jervis, Eastern Air Lines held the world's first air crash reunion,* invited all concerned to the company's annual dinner in Manhattan. Six passengers showed up, as did 36 citizens of Port Jervis, including the mayor, police chief, forest ranger and county treasurer. Only one rescuer failed to appear-recluse Thomas Lyman. Found at his lonely cabin tending his only cow, he disconsolately refused because "She's a good...
...Three years ago in Copenhagen as he stood watching the 52-year-old Danish training-ship Georg Stage, "last surviving frigate in the world," Sailor-Author Villiers had to pinch himself to prove he was not dreaming when a bystander said it was for sale. In every port from Boston to the South Seas he had hunted for a sailing ship only half as perfect. He bought her on the spot, renamed her the Joseph Conrad, prepared to sail her around the world, to "keep a form of art alive upon an earth which had grown, it thought, beyond...
...less formally under Japanese control, has as its executive a toothy Chinese puppet named Yin Ju-keng (TIME, May 11 et ante). Puppet Yin avoids interviewers, has a hearty dislike of being photographed with his chunky Japanese military advisers, but last week a snowstorm kept him overnight in the port of Tientsin and Correspondent A. T. Steele of the New York Times, visiting Yin's capital of Tungchow, found a Yin subordinate, plump and beaming. Chung Tun-fu, in a state of garrulity almost unheard of among Chinese politicos of any complexion. Plump Chung professes to be a great...