Word: warmness
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Raising his arm for silence, Nixon shouted back: "My wife and I want to thank the people of Novosibirsk for your very warm welcome." There was a sharp burst of applause, and a few sentences later, when Nixon wound up his impromptu speech with the wish, "May Novosibirsk grow as big as Chicago," security men were hard put to rescue him unbruised from a rib-crushing onsurge of Siberians determined to shake his hand...
Even in ordering Namboodiripad out of office, Nehru characteristically sent him assurances of "warm personal regards." Nehru's daughter Indira had no such attitude. What about the Communist threat to stir up trouble all over India? Snapped Indira: "When have the Communists not created trouble...
...years that Miss McKenna has been seen in this country, she has done a superlative job in two recent plays, Enid Bagnold's The Chalk Garden and Morton Wishengrad's The Rope Dancers. But she has also recreated an impressive number of classic roles. She has given us a warm Sister Juana and a wonderful Maggie Wylie; and an unmatchably transcendent Saint Joan, which may serve as a yardstick for all future performances by an actress. In Shakespeare, she has now offered us a memorable Hamlet (yes, the title role!), Viola, and Lady Macbeth. And I have not cited...
...ramshackle Chicago laboratory, an earnest, imaginative young scientist named Emil Grubbe gazed at the greenish glow coming from a Crookes vacuum tube he had made. He put his left hand on the tube. It was warm. Grubbe (pronounced Grew-bay) was satisfied that the tube (useful only in scientific experiments) was working right. By summer's end, a severe skin irritation appeared on Grubbe's left hand. Dermatologists had no idea what it was. Then Grubbe heard that, from similar tubes, Wilhelm Konrad Roentgen had generated a new and mysterious form of radiation-X rays. "I knew then...
Chicago's Findlay Galleries played host last week to the warm, simple and true pictures of the world's most distinguished woman painter, Dame Laura Knight. To a few, the pictures' heartfelt realism had that musty look of the faraway and long ago; visitors were hard put to assess them by contemporary-and so often geometric -standards. One critic noted that Dame Laura painted like a man. Said she in London when she heard of it, "What man?" Another called her a "popular painter," which roused her British ire the more: "Don't call me popular...