Word: soir
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Puzzled Plotters. The first problem was how to establish contact with the British soldiers. The two lady conspirators thought they had found the answer when they read an ad in the missing-persons column of the Nazi-controlled Paris-soir: "Jonathan Burke is looking for his friends and acquaintances. Address Military Hospital, Doullens (Somme)." Kitty insisted, against Mrs. Shiber's objections, that they rescue him. They...
This remarkable success emboldened the women to do something which many a reader will doubt, but which Mrs. Shiber insists is literally true. They advertised in Paris-soir: "William Gray (formerly of Dunkirk) is looking for his friends and relatives. Address Cafe Moderne, Rue Rodier, Paris." There were three replies-one obviously from the Gestapo, one too hazardous to follow up, one from a priest who was sheltering four British soldiers, was in touch with hundreds more. In the next four months Kitty and Mrs. Shiber helped almost 200 British soldiers to get out of Occupied France...
...French method for getting fed was described last week by the A.M.A. Journal (quoting Paris-Soir...
...most influential of De Gaulle's champions in the U.S., where he had lived since 1932. He was educated in Paris and in England, came to the U.S. to cover the New Deal for the Revue de Paris, worked as correspondent for Paris-Soir, Paris-Midi, L'Europe Nouvelle and Havas News Agency before the fall of France...
...heat becomes oppressive; only the darkened room is bearable." Before his eyes swam Beatonesque visions: "Prince Mohammed Ali, heir to the throne and cousin of King Farouk I ... in his tarboosh, morning coat and sponge-bag trousers, with an enormous emerald on one finger." . . . Madam Fouad El Manasterly at soirées in her garden overlooking the Nile. "The glitter of the Turkish standard candelabra and the white-draped musicians in the boats below the window create a romantic effect. They say that Moses was hidden in the bulrushes here...