Word: sat
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...delighted with the Brazilian leader's frankness-so much so that he short-circuited the usual channels in answering such a letter, sat down and wrote out his own reply. Probable result: a gathering of the hemisphere's Foreign Ministers to hash out mutual headaches-plus an enthusiastic O.K. for a Dulles trip to Rio late this summer. Even as Ike wrote, the U.S. was preparing to end its isolation from one of Latin America's biggest problems-coffee booms and busts (see below). And at week's end Roy Rubottom, Assistant Secretary of State...
...fascinated with weightlessness, the uncanny state in which man must learn to live as he hurtles through outer space. Within the earth's atmosphere, it can be produced for brief intervals in a jet plane. To experience it, Cant took a 3½-hour pre-jet-flight physical, sat through four hours of indoctrination, spent an hour in the altitude chamber breathing oxygen under pressure, finally tried out an ejection seat (it hurled him 15 ft. into the air). After that he put on a flying suit, g suit and the rest of the gear to find...
Brekekekex, Koax. Impenetrable at first, Lallans becomes readable after a little practice, and the reader stumbles through even such sheep-pasture poetry as: "Meantime the doitit gomerils sat,/ the hinnie-darlin mamma's pets/and gowpt like gowks." (Murray's equivalent verse: "Each sat at home, a simple, cool,/ Religious, unsuspecting fool/ And happy in his sheeplike...
Spasibo. In the city's hottest May weather in 79 years, elite Muscovites peeled last week to shirtsleeves and sat entranced in the same hall in which Pianist Van Cliburn triumphed. Swaddled in white ties and tails, the visitors played "Incandescently," reported New York Times Critic Howard Taubman. The first-night audience stopped applauding only so that the orchestra could play another selection: an intense Strauss Don Juan, a powerful Beethoven Seventh Symphony, a rare performance in Russia of U.S. Composer Aaron Copland's Quiet City. And they went wild after the orchestra's richly sonorous playing...
...mother would bind him tight again with a pernicious tissue of threats. "The day you leave here," she would sob self-pityingly, "I'm going to die!" As for Suzanne, she cleaned up the worms that fell from the diseased roof into the beds, into the food, and sat staring down the road, wondering if some day her prince would come...