Word: redeem
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...generations, and have long since sold their birthright for a mess of corn liquor. The only thing left is the peeling old plantation house, and there the last of the Compsons live on the charity of the hero, who has become a Compson by adoption and is determined to redeem the family name...
Last week in Ghaziabad (pop. 50,000), near Delhi, dark Kali reasserted herself through a dirt-poor street sweeper. Hari Singh came home one day to find that his two pigs had wandered off and were locked up in the pound. He had no money to redeem them. That night as he slept, Black Kali came to him in a dream and told him what he must do to get his pigs back. The next...
...Arthurian cycle. It is no mere escapism that drives him back, but what a friend calls "his dedication to the cause of gentleness." Facing 20th century life, Terence Hanbury White finds himself, more than ever, agreeing with Malory's publisher Caxton on the virtues that might redeem the time: "Chyvalrye, curtoyse, humanyte, frendlynesse, hardynesse, love...
...camp commandant and the "Bitch of Buchenwald." purportedly made lampshades of human skin (she is serving a life term), SS Guardsman Gerhard Martin Sommer went so far in sadism that even his Nazi overlords were shocked. After an SS investigation they packed him off to the front "to redeem himself," and there he lost a leg and an arm. After first declaring him unfit for trial, West German authorities changed their minds when Sommer married a blonde nurse in 1956, fathered her child and casually applied for an increase in his veterans' pension. Sommer was haled into court...
...prose fails to redeem things. There is only one decent piece of fiction--"Mademoiselle Champignon", By Frederick Wakeman, a Harvard junior. Wakeman is sandwiched between two long short stories, the first a pallid Hemingway without irony, called "The Leedhes." It begins with twenty-one simple sentences, stumbles along under a clock of belabored symbolism, and never quite gets on its feet again. C. C. Abt returns in the other effort to tell a long tale inadequately...