Word: talling
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...long after the Laborites at their glum command post across the square had conceded defeat in Britain's 1959 general election, an elegant, grey-haired figure in evening dress stepped from a sedan to a surge of Tory cheers. "Well done, Mac," shouted voices. "You did it!" The tall, patrician-looking man paused for a moment, his handsome wife in blue evening gown at his side. "It has gone off rather well," murmured Prime Minister Harold Macmillan...
...sunlight, bland and benign-looking as ever. Beside him, applauding energetically, was Nikita Khrushchev, ruler of all the Russias, who had arrived from Moscow by propjet the day before to help celebrate the tenth anniversary of Red rule in China. Just a step behind the two leaders loomed a tall, gaunt, grey-faced figure whose voice and countenance were far better known to the ruling circles of Communism than to the paraders below. His name: Liu Shao-chi. His rank: Chairman of the Chinese People's Republic. His potent role: the No. 2 man of Red China, and steely...
...first contestant was a tall blonde from Oregon with a willowy Grace Kelly look. When she rose from the piano after playing Brahms's Concerto No. 1 in D Minor, the ovation was led by the usherettes at the rear of the hall: only three years ago. Pianist Tana Bawden had been a Carnegie Hall usherette herself. But after the slim, curly-haired young man from St. Louis played Prokofiev's Concerto No. 2 in G Minor, the ovation was even louder: at intermission a Carnegie Hall stagehand was making book on him in the lobby...
...Back There!" Barred from following the official party into a cornfield reserved for Khrushchev's inspection, reporters and photographers went into an encircling movement through the tall corn, materialized suddenly under the noses of Garst and visitors. "Get back! Get back there!" bellowed Garst, surprised and angry. "Bring those horses in here; ride 'em down." he commanded a mounted troop of Greene County Pleasure Riders. "Get back there or I'll kick you out. even if your name is Harrison Salisbury." he threatened, and as good as his word, he planted a sturdy Garst brogan...
...stuttered over a definition of "femininity," finally decided that whatever was wrong with their wives, the best thing to do was "assert our power and not wash any more dishes." One gallant type, glooming behind a dark, straggling mustache, observed that European women "make a man feel 20 feet tall. I just don't get that satisfaction from the American female. She's reluctant to say anything inspiring to me about my appearance or abilities or talents or whatever." It was all so odd that Hostess Esther Williams, an athletic sort and no clinging vine, was moved...