Word: roome
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Sipping green tea in his 30-room official residence last week. Premier Nobusuke Kishi ignored the dangling ropes and scaffolds outside his open window as workmen installed air conditioning on an upper floor. Even when a heavy window frame slipped from a worker's hand and landed with a splintering crash on the ground, the smooth flow of Kishi's talk and his relaxed manner did not change...
...first murderous hail of bullets, Ovnand and Major Buis fell and died within minutes. Captain Howard Boston of Blairsburg, Iowa was seriously wounded, and two Vietnamese guards were killed. Trapped in a crossfire, all six might have died had not Major Jack Hellet of Baton Rouge leaped across the room to turn out the lights-and had not one of the terrorists who tried to throw a homemade bomb into the room miscalculated and blown himself up instead. Within minutes Vietnamese troops arrived, but the rest of the assassins had already fled...
...officials gave him a permit to study in the U.S., but Njoroge had to borrow passage money (he still hopes to pay back the ?60), arrived in the U.S. in the fall of 1951 with just 3?. A fellow passenger lent him taxi money and $1.50 for a Y.M.C.A. room; the Committee on Friendly Relations Among Foreign Students lent him $70 bus fare to get to California. After a succession of odd jobs and premed studies, he finally entered Stanford University School of Medicine, got his M.D. in 1957, interned at Brooklyn's Kings County Hospital...
...mesh stockings. "Sherry, my sweet," cooed Lorraine to the bewhiskered leading man. "Oh, darling! Look at that poor, sweet, tortured face! Let me kiss it." After that entrance it was hard to believe the program. The seductively feline manner and the shapely, shaved legs (badly nicked by a dressing-room razor) of Lorraine Sheldon belonged to an actor named T. (for Thomas) C. (for Craig) Jones...
...story. A group of young students and I had gathered in an office. (I paused to scan the bulletin board. When I had finished and turned again to the group, I observed the young men had casually grouped themselves on one side of the room, and the young ladies on the other side. I stood with the males. Feeling a little odd, I crossed the floor to be with the weaker sex.) Only two young women were seated. When the one nearest me perceived I was standing, she instinctively arose and tendered her seat to one older than...