Word: wente
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Into the sea they went that day, every slithering, slimy serpent of them excepting one. "I prefer to coil me great length up and go to sleep," that one told the saint. "I had never a great taste for drowning." "Very good," said Patrick, "then how about coiling yerself in this box here for it is very comfortable." ;' 'Tis not big enough," said the snake. " 'Tis big enough and plenty," said the saint. " 'Tis not," said the snake. "It is," said the saint. "I say it is not," said the snake, and to prove the point...
Make a Point. Aristide Pierre Maurin was born 71 years ago on a farm in the Languedoc region of southern France. When Pierre was 14, he went away to a school near Paris run by the Christian Brothers; five years later he was teaching there. He heard much talk then of the "proletariat" and of revolution. But to farm-boy Maurin such solutions did not seem to be solutions at all. Man, he felt, should stay close to the land...
...gave up his teaching, shipped to Canada and began to pick up jobs in work gangs. With one gang, in 1911, he illegally entered the U.S. He worked on railroads, on farms, in brickyards, in steel mills. For a while he taught French in Chicago. And everywhere he went, he studied-Jesuit Educator Wilfrid Parsons once called him "the best-read man I have ever...
Quick's 20,000-copy test run went on sale on newsstands in eight cities from Philadelphia to Tacoma-but not in Manhattan, where Editor & Publisher Cowles had dreamed it up. With Look's staff "and of course Fleur" (Mrs. Cowles), he had knocked the first issue together in four months. If the first issues caught on, Quick would probably go on a national distribution basis next month, get its own staff. Without ads, Cowles figured the new magazine would need 300,000 readers to break even. The trick for Quick was to find that number of busy...
Stewart climbed into his car and drove aimlessly until he chanced upon the First Congregational Church on Franklin Boulevard. Its slogan beckoned like a beacon: "Only a Stranger Once." Stewart went in, sat through the service and wrote a folksy column for the Press about the church, its frock-coated, friendly pastor and its "mighty fine" mixed choir...