Word: soiling
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Good Old Days. Cool breezes drifted gently across the golden grain of rice paddies that step up the lush green tropical mountains ringing Formosa's capital. Farther south, water, buffaloes dragged plows for peak-capped farmers turning soil for one of their three yearly rice crops. Nearby lay fields thick with sugar cane and vegetables. At night, electric lights -rare in rural Asia-twinkled from the modest huts of tiny villages. By day many villagers not needed in the fields worked in the small industrial plants that dot the island. Compared to mainland Chinese, the Formosans were well...
...first trip back to Moscow since the war, Paul Robeson (see U.S. AFFAIRS) was a howling success. "You know how I feel to be back on Soviet soil," he told a cheering audience in Tchaikovsky Hall. He sang in English, French, Spanish and Russian, and tried out his own version of some of the words in Ol' Man River ("We must fight to death for peace and freedom"). He also introduced to the Russians an old favorite called Scandalize My Name, and dedicated it to the "socalled free Western press." The comrades loved every minute...
...Highway to Build. Though the Oriente's fertile soil could easily feed food-short Bolivia, the government in La Paz long neglected the rich lowlands. Only lately, with their tin starting to peter out, have Bolivians begun to look eastward. Even now, they are interested less in the Oriente's crops than in the oil that stands in golden surface pools in the swamps near Santa Cruz...
...floor and families of six to ten in the single room above. Most suffer from malaria. Each tenant tills up to 15 hectares, pays roughly one-third of his income in rental. The average wheat crop is about four bushels per hectare (the U.S. average is 45 bushels). The soil is badly eroded. The tenants have never heard of insecticides; few know of any fertilizer other than manure, which they rarely use. They cannot afford plows; instead they hammer at the wretched soil with picks...
...anachronistic obstacle in democracy's advance. But they are only one aspect of land reform. Two years ago the late idealistic Prince Gioacchino Ruffo of Naples sold plots from his estate, at nominal prices, to former tenants. Today, like Scafarella's peasants, they too break arid, gullied soil with picks. They have no cash for better tools, insecticides and fertilizers. Without these necessities they can reap only four bushels of wheat per hectare. The only hunger that has been satisfied has been their hunger for land...