Word: surly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...rose is a rose is a rose") whose literary doubletalk was often as confusing as amusing, onetime medical student, connoisseur of modern art, author (Portraits and Prayers, Wars I Have Seen), playwright (Four Saints in Three Acts, Yes Is for a Very Young Man); of cancer, in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. Her emphasis on the sound, rather than the" sense, of words influenced many a writer. She considered herself the No. 1 figure in contemporary letters, was not shaken by Clifton Fadiman's snug phrase, "the Mamma of Dada." Her parting shot, on leaving the U.S. in 1935 (with...
Donkey Bones. More exciting to French diggers is the art-crammed neolithic cave at Montignac-sur-Vézère. Named after some donkey bones found near the surface, the cave was first explored in 1940 by schoolboys. A few pictures of it leaked out through Vichy (TIME, July 28, 1941), but detailed study had to wait until after the war. Last week scientific investigation was going full speed ahead...
...Humanité building in the rue d'Enghien. Most political experts believed that the results could not safely be predicted until midnight. Came a discreet tap on the door and a youth entered bearing a slip of paper. It was the result of the vote in the Ivry-sur-Seine district, Communist stronghold on the outskirts of the city, Thorez' own electoral fief. At Ivry the constitution had been carried by 14,705-to-6,783. The majority was 2,000 less than Thorez had hoped for. He turned to the three others-Jacques Duclos, André Marty...
...early hours of election day brought nervous rumors: of masked bands hijacking voting boxes in Santa Rosa; of ink poured over ballots in Cavite. And there were some bloody facts: Governor Ramon Imperial of Camarines Sur Province was wounded by gunfire; a 62-year-old Pampanga supporter of Osmena was hauled from a jeep and murdered by machine-gun fire in a rice field...
...feet tall, and built like a halfback. His creamy tenor occasionally softens to a bedroom whisper, but usually it is roguish and rolling. As he sings, he twists and crumples a battered felt hat. That was how he began ten years ago in Paris' Bohemian cabaret Le Boeuf sur le Toit (The Ox on the Roof). Soon he was earning more on the radio and in the music halls than Chevalier. During the war he sang for French prisoners in Germany. He looks well-fed; as he explains it, "there is always a crust of bread for a good...