Word: reds
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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After conferring the galerum rubrum (red hat) and cappa magna (Cardinal's cloak) on the six new Cardinals named last month (TIME, Dec. 2), His Holiness Pope Pius XI last week published an encyclical letter to the Catholic episcopacy. Excerpt: "The greatest malady of the modern age, the principal source of the evils we all deplore, is the lack of reflection. . . . There is only one remedy which I can propose. This is to invite tired souls to have recourse to spiritual exercises. . . . We must not neglect this supernatural breath which is life to many souls...
...Red Rust demonstrates that whereas few outsiders know what is happening in Russia, the Russians themselves are beginning to find out. A Soviet satire by V. Kirchon and A. Ouspensky, its hero is a great-nosed fellow called Terekhine who uses his prestige as a revolutionary soldier to bully his comrades and preempt their women. When Nina, whose "bourgeois" yearnings for wifehood and maternity have not been stifled by propaganda, tells Terekhine she is pregnant, he curses. When he has persuaded her to have an abortion and she still pesters him, he murders...
Again Costes. Round and round a giant's circle, droning on through the Provence mistral with a log of slowly waning fuel and gradually mounting flying time, last week went the Question Mark, red-painted French Breguet airplane, in search of a new endurance record. Piloted by Dieudonné ("Doudou") Costes and his companion Paul Codos, it made its way over flat-roofed, smelly Marseilles, to time-broken Avignon, to musty Narbonne, and then over the same route again. For 52 hours and 34 minutes the Breguet's motor snorted along. Then with a last puff and snort...
...menacingly. Through the fog comes faintly the tolling of a bell-a convict has escaped! At Oakmere Pool lies the dead body of a man, stripped to his underclothes. . . . Thus this thriller, in the somewhat old-fashioned English manner: plenty of atmosphere and a well-defined trail, with the red herrings a little brightly colored. Two characters stand out with pleasant eccentricity: old Mr. Hubbleby, who spends the daylight hours of his vacation riding to and from London on express trains, sleeping at home every night; Pithecanthropus Smith, who is no believer in Sherlock Holmes. Says he: "Detectives frequently have...
Last week through the bare boles of the trees, past the stocky, red-brick buildings of Pomfret School, a sombre hearse made its way. As it must to all men, Death had come to Headmaster William Beach Olmsted, whom Pomfret boys have affectionately, awesomely known as "Mr. O" for 32 years. Pomfret boys knew that he was not leaving the school as he had found...