Word: walke
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Shrieking cheers of gratitude for their benefactor, 25,000 yelping children and their mothers clambered and danced through the meadows of Manhattan's summer-striped Central Park. It was a grand picnic-the 22nd annual June Walk of the Monongahela Club. Round-faced, genial James J. Hines eased a piggybacking child from his shoulders, doffed his straw boater, wiped the sweat from his face and said proudly: "Kids who came to the first of these things are voters now. They're not all voting my district, but they're voting somewhere...
...blond infinities of Kansas grassland, but then it quickly narrows focus to the usual picayune plot: hero in trouble, villain (Anthony Caruso) in black, redhead (Virginia Mayo) in stays, weakling (Edmond O'Brien) in his cups. Then come the cattle drive, the big stampede, the solemn walk through the swinging doors, the bang-bang-bang that puts the audience out of its misery. Somewhere along the line this picture even manages to ring in a Swede who says, "By yumpin' yiminy!" In the main role Actor Ladd has achieved a certain originality: he has managed to break...
...vote for India's second general election, kept telling his audiences. But there were obstacles. In Uttar Pradesh the citizens of 14 villages hidden away in the foothills of the Himalayas decided, after listening to candidates, that voting was "just not worth the long walk." In the thick jungles of Orissa, the prevalence of stampeding wild elephants kept all but the most venturesome of the electorate at home. And at least one Orissan who dutifully set out for the polls never made it: he was killed en route by a tiger...
...along it and slit the joined valve leaves apart. Eight days later Claire Ward went to Chicago to appear before a meeting of chest physicians. Last October, almost nine years after her operation, she had a second child. She takes full care of her children and her second-floor walk-up apartment...
...prove: that the public is willing to watch yet one more theological striptease-the cinemactic kind in which the moviegoer is encouraged to sit for about two hours in the dark with a faintly lewd leer on his face, and yet at the last minute is permitted to walk out of the theater wearing a pious smirk. The problem could hardly have been muffed by the dumbest director, but for some reason it was assigned to one of the brightest boys in Hollywood-John Huston, director of The Treasure of the Sierra Madre, The African Queen and Beat the Demi...