Word: punctualness
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...that those dismissed have no following." At a U.S. embassy party, First Deputy Premier Anastas Mikoyan-who, as usual, had lithely jumped the right way-promised: "Things are going to be the same as before, only better." Scores of cities and towns named Molotov or Kaganovich petitioned with punctual unanimity to have their names changed. Ukrainian Premier Nikifor Kalchenko charged that during Stalin's reign Kaganovich had made "grave and unfounded accusations" against Ukrainian leaders, many of whom were purged. In Moscow, Presidium Alternate Alexei Kosygin said of Molotov and Kaganovich: "The basic fault that led to their anti...
...Father. Fernand Gerard Doucin is a punctual insomniac who wakes promptly at 5 a.m. and gives his entire life an hour's third degree before lapsing back into troubled sleep. He often wakes in a sweat from a repetitive dream in which he bashes in his father's head with an ax. Like most of his dreams, this is quite out of keeping with Fernand's daytime self. By day he is a timid bank clerk with little hope and no desire for promotion, and equally small fears of being fired. He is dumpy, bald...
...wedding day burst fair and warm; Margaret Truman walked out of the 91-year-old house a last time on the arm of her ever-punctual, this time solemn father. A crowd had circled the Truman gate to admire her gown of antique Venetian lace, pale beige in color because "white doesn't become me." Margaret paused to smile at them, then ducked into a limousine for the five-minute, six-block journey to Trinity Church. "She looks beautiful, Mr. Truman," called a voice from the crowd. "Thank you, thank you very much," said the farther of the bride...
...graduate student of ten years duration, a man named Williams, back in '32, frequented Widener with punctual tenacity, spending long, fruitful hours in the stacks. The fruit of his labors, as he passed through the then unwatched doors, was a briefcase stuffed with books...
Nurses swish up and down the hall in an endless marathon. White coats wheel frightening machines in and out of doorways. Parents habitually come and go during visiting hours. The arrival of dinner wagons for listless appetites is strictly punctual. Everywhere there is white and order: the stiff jackets, smocks, and bandages, the precise reports and charts, the crisp doctors and nurses. Amidst these antiseptic surroundings, in the children's ward of a large metropolitan hospital, spontaneous good times are rare. Someone from outside must bring diversion...