Word: reads
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...whom had been in Iraq for more than 18 days on this visit: "You have been here long enough." As he packed up hurriedly for the trip back to his base in Beirut, McHale had a wry reaction to the inscription Kassem had written on his autographed photo. It read: "This is my gift to every noble newsman who battles for freedom of the people everywhere in the world." For a distillation of McHale's report, see FOREIGN NEWS...
...Commons one afternoon last week, a snap-eyed, tart-tongued spinster in electric blue coat and homemade pink wool beret craned triumphantly forward to watch Oxford M.P. Lawrence Turner step forward with a handsomely curlicued petition. Pointing to two brown paper parcels full of signatures, Turner started to read: "Regretting the innovations already being introduced and fearing that further mutilations will take place when the copyright expires in the Year of our Lord 1961, we . . . humbly pray that steps will be taken to perpetuate the copyrights in some public cultural body . . ." Occasion: the climax of a four-year campaign...
...what had they swallowed? Best clue was that Donna had eaten no flounder and had not got sick. Dr. Singley remembered having read in medical school a 1945 report of sodium nitrite poisoning in New York City. A colleague clinched it: he had just reread the same story in Berton Roueché's Eleven Blue Men, reprinted from The New Yorker. Simultaneously, unknown to the Camden team, doctors across the Delaware River were giving methylene blue to women who had eaten flounder in a downtown restaurant...
Jerome D. Greene '96, a key administrator under three Harvard presidents and director of the 1936 Harvard Tercentenary, died at his Cambridge home on March 31, at the age of 84. The service for Mr. Greene, read by The Rev. Gardiner M. Day, was held last Tuesday at Memorial Church...
...Driven by hidden electric motors, they jiggled, skittered and bounced. Some spun like mad pinwheels, others rotated gravely like segments of an ear trying vainly to reassemble itself. Most were accompanied by sound effects as hidden camshafts thumped cowbells or old teakettles. The opening was notable for three eulogies read simultaneously by three admirers ("An apparatus of Tinguely is useless. An apparatus of Jean Tinguely is meaningful. An apparatus of Tinguely moves only to move...