Word: warded
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Inevitably, there were the prescribed calls. Jackie journeyed to the burning ghat on the Jumna River, laid a bouquet of white roses on the spot where Gandhi was cremated in 1948. Visiting a home for vagrant boys in Delhi and the children's ward of a hospital, she made her first namastes-the Indian palms-together greeting-and tried out her Hindi ("What is your name?"). She also paid a call on India's President Rajendra Prasad at the presidential palace in New Delhi, and though she ate Western food during most of her trip, gamely dug into...
...Reformation put new emphasis upon the authority of Scripture, the pulpit has been the pride of Protestantism. Nowhere has this pride been more evident than in the U.S., where sermon-centered churches-notably the Baptists and Methodists-flourished with the conquest of the frontier, and such preachers as Henry Ward Beecher and Dwight Lyman Moody became as famous as Presidents, and perhaps as influential...
...Under Secretary Ralph J. Bunche, 57, acid-etched childhood memories of racial indignities have always been alleviated by the recollection of a sixth-grade dance at Albuquerque's Fourth Ward School, where he was one of two Negroes in a class of 65. "They played Comin' Through the Rye," he remembers, "and the boys and girls had to pair off, and what was I to do?" Pair off like everyone else, it turned out, for Schoolmarm Emma Belle Sweet "just took the pupils as they came. This meant something to me, something very important." Last week, honored...
Savior of the ward-and especially the Chief-from the organized inhumanity of Big Nurse is a patient named Randle Patrick McMurphy. A laughing, brawling, gambling man of the world, McMurphy begins his duel with Big Nurse in sheer human exuberance and ends it in a grim, heroic struggle to the death...
Author Kesey, 26, who worked as a nursing assistant in the mental wards of two California hospitals while he was writing his novel, has used his empathy with the Insider's view of the Outsider's world to tilt the reader's comfortable assumption about the nice normalities, has made his book a roar of protest against middlebrow society's Rules and the invisible Rulers who enforce them. But Kesey's lunatics and his story are full of gaiety too-including a wild ward party complete with wine, women and song. As the Chief says...