Word: visitant
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Hatfields and McCoys (". . . they wuz reckless mountain boys . . .") were discovered by American Magazine to be feuding no more.† Rooming together and working at a Maryland war plant June Hatfield, great-granddaughter of Clan Leader "Devil Anse" Hatfield, and Susie McCoy, great-granddaughter of Clan Leader Randall McCoy. They visit each other's families without resort to arms, and June plans to marry a real McCoy some...
...time he reached Chicago, Father Orlemanski had decided to turn the other cheek. The idea for the trip, he said, was his own. Last January he wrote Secretary of State Cordell Hull asking for a passport to visit Russia "to investigate for myself and study the Polish question." He wrote twice before he received a reply. Then he was referred to Manhattan's Russian consulate. To Father Orlemanski's intense surprise, the answer came not from Manhattan but from Moscow-"direct from Marshal Stalin personally inviting me to come to Russia...
Said the first Roman Catholic priest whom Stalin ever invited to visit him: "1 found him very democratic, very open. As an American citizen I stood up as man to man and talked to Stalin. I told Stalin that the most important problem to solve is the religious problem. He said, 'How would you go about this? What would you do?' I told him I wanted to ask one, two or three questions...
...Habit." Franklin Roosevelt did a little spade work on his own. While White House reporters stared incredulously, Montana's bitterly anti-Roosevelt Senator Burton K. Wheeler walked in for his first White House visit since the spring of 1940. After a 45-minute chat, Burt Wheeler emerged, told newsmen that he and the President had discussed the coming 100th anniversary celebration of Samuel F. B. Morse's telegraph.* Burt Wheeler added: "I'm against a fourth term, or a third term, for any President." But diplomatic relations had at least been reestablished...
Three In One. With My Heart in My Mouth is the unpretentious story of a visit Duncan Norton-Taylor paid (for TIME) to the Pacific war last summer. He felt about as warlike as most Americans. In Honolulu, he made a heartbreaking tour over the death-stinking decks of ships being raised from Pearl Harbor; and when he lunched with a group of nurses, "the least composed person at the table was I." He lost his Abercrombie & Fitch trench coat, the true war correspondent's caparison, in New Caledonia. He took a kind of tourist's gander...