Word: saint
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Such pictures as his Nuptials of Alexander in Rome's Villa Farnesina and the Saint Sebastian which he painted on a processional banner (see cut) rivaled the best of Renaissance art. Others were quick, badly botched candidates for the booby prize. Their quality, or lack of it, was apt to depend...
When Paulette wandered off the road to the quiet hamlet of Saint-Faix, she was given shelter by a peasant family. They made a home for her, but they could not understand how much she needed warmth and reassurance. Only Michel, the youngest in the family, understood her fierce affection for dead little animals. It was he who suggested their secret game. They buried dead moles, rats and lizards beneath improvised crosses, a ceremony which somehow consoled Paulette. To get more crosses, they began raiding the cemetery and the church. With covetous eyes, they examined the crosses, trying to decide...
...serve as third mate on a 200,000-m.p.h. Earth-to-Venus spaceship, and burble endlessly about ray guns and spaceports, but Lancelot himself is an old standby. Adorned with an "oversized Adam's apple, ears like a loving cup's handles, and a grin like a Saint Bernard puppy," Lancelot is that time-tested hero, the gangling young whippersnapper who loves to tinker-and more often than not tinkers his way to a fabulous discovery. With the greatest of ease he captures a group of space pirates who try to hold up his ship in mid-stratosphere...
...Catt of Saint John, N.B. went fishing on the Miramichi River, where salmon are so numerous and eager that they have been known to attack a man wearing a bright necktie with a design of hand-painted trout flies. Catt had just settled down to fish when a white-bearded old man came along, spoke sadly of his yearning to catch one last salmon and asked to borrow the rod & line. Catt had barely handed over the tackle when a fighting salmon shot out of the water, twisting & turning the line around the old man's whiskers. Quick-thinking...
...most people seemed stolidly unperturbed. With holiday plans or crop prospects to think about, Canadians felt far away from Korea. But there was calm agreement that the time had come at last to stop Red aggression. From the quiet reaches of New Brunswick came unusually heated words. Said the Saint John Times-Globe: "Probably a few [atom bombs] dropped now would quickly send the North Koreans back behind the 38th Parallel...