Word: saws
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...plot, publicized by the film The Last Time I Saw Paris, involves a man who sowed quite a few wild oats during the stock market boom. He returns after the death of his wife to reclaim his daughter from his sister-in-law, who blames him for his wife's death. Seven-year-old Rachel Whitman is most fetching and unaffected as the young daughter. Phyllis Ferguson is completely believable as the sister-in-law, mixing resentment for her toiling and skimping with a warmth and tenderness. James Stinson plays her sympathetic husband with suitable low pressured earnestness. Roger Moldovan...
Even for those lucky enough to have gotten into one performance, the other productions probably still remain a mystery. Those who saw the program that included Les Fausses Confidences and Les Adieux were decidedly the luckiest. But no one having gone just one night will really have a bad word for M. Barrault and company. The production of the Misanthrope was exciting, if only because of the gracefulness and wit of French acting. While this story of the overly just and truthful man in a foppish society is meaningful and often full of poetic beauty, the plot is not wholly...
Never in the history of fashion had a single designer made such a revolution in his first showing. "God help the buyers who bought before they saw Dior!" said...
Beloved Doc. The gravest medical emergencies in the islands usually find amphibious Dr. Heath close at hand. At Eastsound, Heath saw a light airplane crash with two occupants, hurried to the scene to give lifesaving aid to the single survivor. When a tree fell on an Orcas Island logger, Heath lugged the injured man piggyback to a Coast Guard ambulance plane. Another emergency call summoned Heath to a yacht to treat a woman who was bleeding dangerously from a severed artery in her thumb. Heath popped a rubber band around the thumb for a tourniquet, had an assistant sterilize instruments...
Scottish clergymen saw the hand of God in the collapse of the bridge-because the train had traveled on a Sunday. But most people simply blamed the designer, Sir Thomas Bouch (already knighted for his achievement), who in his plans had made no allowance for the wind. Bouch, with his schoolboy mathematics, cut a grim and pitiable figure at the inevitable court of inquiry. His design for the girders, it seems, had just come to him in conversation. Holes in the castings had been plugged with "Beaumont Egg," a sort of crude metal paste. For once the public had found...