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...being drawn on maps while the war went bloodily on. In Vienna, the Russians relaxed their iron hand. In Belgrade, they made overtures to the heretic, Tito. They even confessed that in postwar policy they had made some "mistakes." All along the globecircling seam where the West and Communism rub together abrasively, the stagnant air of cold war began to stir with Kremlin gestures of concession, of adjustment, even of retreat (see below...
...novice, Sister Dominique, who had once been a student at the University of Aix-Marseilles. Every morning after Mass, the two sallied forth alone in their blue and grey habits on long walks through sections of the city where nuns and priests-or anyone with a few pesos to rub together-are seldom to be seen. At last the horrified mother superior summoned them and demanded an explanation. "We are searching for our future home," replied Sister Marie Aline serenely. "But it is not up to us to decide exactly where we should settle. Jesus will let us know...
...good old days, Tobacco Heir "Angie" Duke was the favorite of society columnists. At his Southampton estate, playfully known as the Duke Box, Hedy Lamarr and Jimmy Stewart used to rub bronzed elbows with Henry Ford II, and some of Manhattan's tonier artists went swimming with visiting English Tittes. But Angie (who worked his way up from private to major in World War II) started brooding about a career...
...Dodds. Kathy caused Russ some embarrassment-sometimes she cried in public. In 1949, two Miami women complained to the police that he treated the little girl cruelly; while his car was stopped at a traffic light, they said, they had seen him hit her with his fist and rub a dirty rag in her face. He was acquitted. The same year. Kathy obliged him by twice swimming five miles down the Mississippi. Bubba made 22 miles...
...Chicago the Tribune, unwilling to yield to Eastern superiority, vigorously contested Edna's award of what it called "the world's championship for disgustingly filthy cities." The Trib's contention: "She should see our rats . . . rub our air between thumb and forefinger . . . inspect our alleys. Only then should she undertake to award her grand prize, and we know who would win it, hands down...