Word: windings
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...north wind sliced through his home town, and the thermometer stood at 41°, the President of the U.S. removed his hat and topcoat, and stepped up to address the spectators: "Whenever I return here," said he, "I invariably sense, in these surroundings, an atmosphere of simplicity and peace ... My mind goes back nostalgically to the conditions I knew as a boy. We did not then know the term 'world tension'; life was peaceful, serene and happy...
...Minister Vasily Kuznetsov echoed Secretary of State Herter's recommendation that "Antarctica should not become an object of political conflict and should be open for the conduct of scientific investigations." At week's end it seemed a foregone conclusion that the twelve nations meeting in Washington would wind up by signing a treaty embodying the two "high principles" of the original Eisenhower invitation: 1) a temporary freeze on the political status quo in Antarctica, and 2) an agreement to seal off the continent from any future war, hot or cold...
...frame that lend Philip Marlowe the look of a man who has been around. These days Raymond Chandler's Eye seldom travels from L.A., but like his original, Carey maintains the air of an adventurer, a man who might take one drink too many and wind up m Singapore with a full beard. Up from Hackensack, N.J., with stopovers as a Wall Street runner and a Jones Beach lifeguard, Carey has long been an admirer of Chandler's books, is openly proud of the fact that Chandler told him he would make a great Marlowe. What Chandler...
...fickle wind, and a rejuvenated Dartmouth eleven combined to give the Crimson its second loss of the season Saturday, 9 to 0. Grinding out their victory under ragged clouds and torrential rains, the Indians upset all predictions as they produced the most potent ground offense the Crimson has seen this year, and thoroughly destroyed its hopes for the Ivy League title...
...great "B.B." had been failing for more than a year. Visitors to his exquisite villa near Florence reported that he seemed curled up on himself, listless, sere, like an autumn leaf in the boisterous wind of death. Last week Berenson's surviving sister, his doctor and his longtime companion, Nicky Mariano, were at the bedside, trying to ease the ancient connoisseur through a painful throat infection. Smoothing his pillow, Nicky asked if Berenson was all right. Unable to reply, Berenson nodded and drifted off to sleep, and death...