Word: wente
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Back There!" Barred from following the official party into a cornfield reserved for Khrushchev's inspection, reporters and photographers went into an encircling movement through the tall corn, materialized suddenly under the noses of Garst and visitors. "Get back! Get back there!" bellowed Garst, surprised and angry. "Bring those horses in here; ride 'em down." he commanded a mounted troop of Greene County Pleasure Riders. "Get back there or I'll kick you out. even if your name is Harrison Salisbury." he threatened, and as good as his word, he planted a sturdy Garst brogan...
Except for the dateline and the names, Reporter Landers' Russian diary, which has been bought by 55 papers, was barely distinguishable from her running chronicle of domestic woe. She went to Russia, said Landers Fan Fanning, "to find out what the hell people are up to." What people are up to in Moscow, according to Dear Ann, is the same old mischief and misery that fills the capitalist press's lovelorn columns...
...while they had no money except what they could spare from their own pockets, but in 1937 a meteorology student named Weld Arnold offered to raise $1,000. Says Dr. Frank J. Malina, one of the original rocketeers: "Arnold was a very quiet person who came and went in a mysterious way. He told me he lived in Burbank and rode a bicycle between his room and Caltech-about twelve miles. He said: 'Your guess is as good as mine as to the source of these bills.' " Arnold, who is now a member of the Board of Regents...
What happened next was one more striking example of how a cool, quickwitted doctor can often cheat death with only the most rudimentary tools. The surgeon quickly sliced open the chest cavity to massage the heart, but it went into ventricular fibrillation, a useless twitching that is fatal unless the heart is shocked back into a normal beat. An electric defibrillator was needed. St. Margaret's had none, but Dr. Jacobs knew what...
Almost by default, the grand prize (worth $4,000) went to Britain's Barbara Hepworth. Sculptress Hepworth, 56, once had her studio near Henry Moore's, and has stayed in his long, pierced shadow. Her smoothly involuted forms look like Moore's women without the womanliness; they are more like analytical geometry than like people. More powerful are the forged iron abstractions of Italy's Francesco Somaini, at 33 a newcomer to the big time, who won the prize for the best foreign sculptor. Rough, inelegant for an Italian, Somaini produces work resembling meteorites and mountains, full of energy...