Word: stream
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Into the Muck. "We're going to the boondocks," the boots muttered to each other in the darkness. The column snaked in a northerly direction across Rifle Range Baker toward Ribbon Creek, a murky, treacherous tidal stream that ranges from 100 ft. wide and 4 ft. deep at low tide to 250 ft. wide and 12 ft. deep at high tide. To reach the stream, McKeon had to lead his men across a 100 ft. border of deep black mud carpeted by yard-high swamp grass. He did not hesitate, although he later admitted that he had "never been...
Like subway turnstiles and slot machines, the telephone is a traditional target for those Americans with a yen for outwitting the machine age. Before science developed the foolproof pay phone, nearly every college boy knew how to make it disgorge a tinkling stream of nickels. Last week Illinois Bell Telephone Co. ruefully explained another game that costs it as much as $400,000 annually: the free call, in which by various stratagems thousands of callers in toll booths and at home use the phone company's wires without ever paying a cent. At Bell's urging, the Illinois...
...Film of Memory a sensuous shelfmate to David Garnett's recently published Aspects of Love (TIME, Jan. 30). French Novelist Maurice Druon, a Prix Goncourt winner, applies Latin brio and an urbane Gallic prose style to his tale, and he can navigate the rapids of a zany stream of consciousness without drowning the reader...
Dunster also seems to provide adequate meals (which are made appetizing by the long walk which precedes them), but food in nothing but a joke in the other houses. The boys who run the grubwagons through the stream tunnels like Leverett best, though. It's at the end of a tremendous straight corridor which starts in the central kitchen under Kirkland. They say the best of them, if they take the first curve at a dead run, can coast all the way to Leverett. Of course the turnoffs at Lowell and Winthrop are festooned with multicolored blotches from power skids...
Color Shots. Novelist King, 33, who spent a winter on Corfu with the Somerset Maugham Award money received for his last novel, The Dividing Stream, has scraped the marrow of his Greek characters. He recognizes their fortitude under real pain, their histrionics over emotional trifles and their bristling pride. Above all, he captures their gift for draining each passing moment of life as if it were a glass of their own villainous retsina wine. Author King overexposes and underdevelops his hapless English hero, but his color shots of Corfu are snapped with the eye of a Matisse, and Patrick...