Word: toasts
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...isolation the island has been as unheedful of tourists as it has been unspoiled. It has an atmosphere as singularly its own as the soft-spoken mixture of Irish brogue and Scottish burr heard in the outports where the toast is likely to be "I bows taward ye." In its quiet, trim little seaside hamlets, with their gaudy-hued houses and limed picket fences, the sightseeing visitor can get a thrill of discovery to match the sportsman's strike in the Humber's pools...
East from the jagged wall of the Andes stretches the green, sealike wilderness of Bolivia's Oriente. In its lonely towns, descendants of Spanish aristocrats gravely toast the kings of Spain by candlelight; its brown-skinned, barefoot rubber gath, erers get their only view of the outside world from old film plays. In jungle-hemmed clearings jaguars and blood-sucking bats prey on the settlers' cattle. Along the region's sluggish, yellow rivers, savage bush Indians hunt heads and shoot arrows at low-flying airplanes. Occasionally, from the principal cities of Santa Cruz...
...cent-store toys and a big pink and gold cake topped by three candles. He puffed once and blew them out. The 70-odd guests-the Cabinet, some of the Supreme Court, the White House guard and their wives-applauded happily. House Speaker Sam Rayburn proposed a toast (in domestic champagne) to the future...
While the guests sipped & supped at ten round tables, Concert Pianist Jose Iturbi and Barriee Breeskin, one of Washington society's favorite orchestra leaders, took turns at the piano. After the last toast, the President strolled to the piano himself, rendered a competent Paderewski Minuet in G and a work of Chopin whose title escaped him. General George Marshall and Presidential Adviser John Steelman joined the three piano players for a friendly argument about music. "I'm nuts about Chopin," said the President...
...turn aside from his dogged cubism to do newspaper cartoons, architectural prints, and color reproductions of the paintings of his famous contemporaries. In his new life, he no longer had to worry about such workaday chores. At 74, Villon was selling as never before, and he had become the toast of Paris' young painters. His new pictures, they agreed, pointed a new path for French...