Word: skins
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...civil servant found a man dressed in unspeakable rags, and so thin that his ribs seemed about to burst out of his skin. His boss, Farmer Abraham Kolkman, 72, curtly explained that Bally was nearly deaf and blind, volunteered to sign the pension papers himself. Then suddenly Bally spoke up to contradict his master for the first time in 50 long years. "I can sign my name," he said. "It's my money." And that very night he ran away...
...distinction. Rabbi Tendler's answer: the dividing line is between the organism which exists on living matter (the worm on vegetable material, the flea on blood) and that which lives on dead and decaying matter (the maggot on rotting flesh, the head louse oa dead flakes of skin...
Along with making a reader's skin crawl, Dahl hands out primer instruction in such arts as beekeeping, the poaching of pheasants, Chippendale antiques, and the transmigration of souls. British-born Roald (rhymes with you-all) Dahl is interested in all these matters as well as in good wine, roses and birds (he owns 100 parakeets). Thin, balding and scholarly looking, he is as inconspicuous as one of his own characters. But his work closely resembles that of another British expert in horror, Saki, particularly in casual bloodthirstiness and ghoulish wit, and he very nearly equals Saki in fiendish...
...with his skin peeled off," as some astonished back-country Nigerians called White Man Billy Graham, pressed on with his African crusade last week. Everywhere, he drew huge crowds and impressive numbers of "decisions for Christ." In Lagos, the Nigerian capital, Graham spoke to crowds as big as 100,000, with nearly 2,000 coming forward to make their decisions in dead silence-an awesome phenomenon in chatty, emotional Nigeria. Even Moslems turned out to hear a preacher so different from what Africa has been accustomed to. "He's an ordinary man like ourselves," said one Moslem. "He doesn...
Half-Hangit Maggie. Lawyer Boswell gets roisteringly drunk when the sentence is passed and brags about "the admirable appearance which I had made in court." The humanitarian lawyer, the reader sees, dwells in the same skin as a grimy little boy gleefully obsessed with a hanging. Boswell plagues the condemned man with questions about how it feels to be condemned, chats with him of a woman who is called "half-hangit Maggie" because she survived the gibbet, and happily plans an experiment to revive Reid's corpse...