Word: suppers
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...assent) to stop the Japanese advance in Kweichow, Chiang's opinion was confirmed. How well Lieut. General Wedemeyer has succeeded in the diplomatic part of his job was indicated last week when Generalissimo Chiang Kai-shek accepted an invitation to be Wedemeyer's guest at supper. Not since he became President of China has Chiang ever accepted such an invitation from a foreigner. But the Generalissimo has a good reason to be grateful. The new army forged by Wedemeyer is clearly superior to anything ever seen in China. Few can appreciate better than Chiang Kai-shek how much...
...thunderous ovation. Leaving the theater, the generals were confronted by a shouting mob. Said General Ike: "If all these people want to see me, I'm going to get out on the running board and let them."* He did (see cut) while Scotland Yard stood agape. After supper at Giro's (where General Ike had the first dance with his pretty WAG secretary, Lieut. Kay Summersby), the party moved back to Bradley's suite at the Dorchester. It broke...
...space were big-name specialists, with varying claims to international wisdom: Westbrook Pegler, George Fielding Eliot, Ludwig Bemelmans, Drew Pearson, Ely Culbertson, Orson Welles. Mixed in were avowed propagandists, ranging from Edgar Ansel Mowrer (who was pleased to call the conference "the most important human gathering since the Last Supper") to the New York Daily News's poison penman John O'Donnell. Even before the conference opened, O'Donnell said that "nothing ever was staged in this generation on such a scale of mass hypocrisy and global double cross." The News's isolationist sister, the Chicago...
...cooking supper when the news came. After that there was a feeling of numbness and the supper didn't matter...
...made millions in vaudeville and operetta, lost them on grand opera. "The word opera," says Oscar II, "was a nightmare to everyone in the family." Unlike his other grandfather (who used to take little Oscar on rambles and give him whiskey punch before breakfast and Guinness' Stout after supper) ripsnorting old Oscar I never paid the slightest attention to his namesake...