Word: seacoast
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Prohibited. Over the years, droves of peasants have fled from the dry hinterland to the region's fertile seacoast. But no bounty is to be found there either. A few feudal landlords own virtually all the land, and the best the peasant can expect is a life as a sharecropper or tenant farmer. As a sharecropper, he gives the landlord one-third to one-half of everything he grows, usually must sell his share to his patrāo for 30% to 50% below market price. At the plantation store where he buys supplies, interest on credit runs...
...Gypsy Caravan. Augustus John was born in the Welsh seacoast town of Tenby, the son of the leading barrister in town. He discovered his talent for drawing early, at 18 entered the University of London's Slade School of Fine Art. He let his hair and beard grow, adopted whatever garb-flowing smocks, trailing scarves, bright bandannas-that seemed appropriate to a budding genius. Thus the legend of Augustus John began...
...propriety of offering better credit terms to Peking than to friendly nations, most Canadians seemed too busy counting the goodies to make any complaints. If all went well (as Communist deals do not), Canada's recession-hurt railways would move 142,000 carloads of grain to the seacoast and 750 ships would be needed to carry it across the Pacific...
...northern Haiti. Many grown Haitians there have never seen a white man. Afro-Haitian (voodoo) gods sometimes command their worshipers to remove strangers, like Barker, posthaste from the premises. But mustachioed Paul Barker, a former merchant seaman, chemist and Baptist minister, somehow managed to get along. On the northern seacoast near Port Paix, a local landowner and amateur ethnologist-who is also a voodoo potentate-helped Barker excavate the townsite where the gold pendants were found. Tense moments came when it was reported that the god Dambala had ordered Barker's expulsion. But the local voodoo expert sent...
...California seacoast town of Eureka, friends knew Bernon F. Mitchell as an average kind of kid-not too much of an athlete, but fun at parties and an enthusiastic skindiver. Later, at Stanford University, he had a lot of trouble with languages, so he switched courses and became a statistician. Up north, in Ellensburg, Wash., William Martin was the same sort of fellow. He was a good chess player and a mean hand at the piano, and he made a hobby of hypnotism. At the University of Washington he worked hard at his studies, was a topnotch math and science...