Word: sainte
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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There is a new saint. "Outery" brings in the problem of rural social stratification to provide a running contrast to the battles, love affairs and brutalities. A rich family owns a foundry in the town, and uses wood to warm its hothouse pincapples while the proletariat freezes. The female leader of this clan, which doesn't like the Germans or the Fascists but is more afraid of the peasants than either of them, is vying for the affections of the partisan here with a poverty-stricken, soulful-eyed young lady...
...Night Flight, Pilot-Novelist Antoine de Saint-Exupéry's fine story of commercial aviation, an airline manager gazes gloomily out at a heavy night, in futile search for a lost plane. Absently he fingers a sheaf of teletypes on his desk. "These are the paths death takes to enter here," he says, "messages that have lost their meaning...
...Anything Happened." One day last week Saint-Exupéry's goddaughter rode high in the sky over the Atlantic. Dark-haired Suzanne Roig was the daughter of Georges Roig, an old friend of the novelist and one of France's pioneer aviators himself. "I'll never get tired of traveling," she wrote to a friend recently. Last week she was back at her job as stewardess of a huge Air France Constellation just making ready to come in for a landing at Azores' Santa Maria airfield. The sky around her ship was clear, and laced...
Then, in the tiny (550 seats) auditorium of the Ridgefield, Conn, high school, he led his orchestra, proud, gay and beaming, through a typical "pop" concert program that his concert and radio audiences seldom hear him play. While kids and grown-ups sat enthralled, he gave them Saint-Saëns' bone-rattling Danse Macabre; he made Mendelssohn's "Italian" Symphony glow with Italian sunlight, Debussy's Afternoon of a Faun shimmer sensually. By the time he had sailed through one of his own light favorites, Waldteufel's Skaters' Waltz, the audience could...
With her eyes closed ecstatically, she gave them Hymne à l'Amour; then her gallant song of the Foreign Legion, Le Fanion de la Légion. By the time she had gotten through her prayerful Bonjour Monsieur Saint-Pierre and the piquant one that Piaf partisans will walk miles to hear -her own composition, La Vie en Rose, this time with a chorus in English-the fans were pounding their hands...