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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Many of our well-dressed friends were surprised earlier this year when they found themselves casting their Presidential ballots for a man who had shown himself capable of leaping atop a freshly Simonized limousine, grabbing a bull horn and shouting hoarsely, "Y' all come to the speakin...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Sartorial Slip | 12/16/1964 | See Source »

There will be a funeral service today at Christ Church, 1 Garden Street in Cambridge, at 11 a.m. Miss Steele is survived by a brother, Harry Y. Steele, of Grand Forks, North Dakota...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Mabel Steele, 62, Curator of Keats Collection, Dies | 12/15/1964 | See Source »

...same time, Senator-elect Robert F. Kennedy '48 (D-N.Y.) confirmed reports that the trustees hope to choose Richard Neustadt, professor of Government at Columbia University, as the institute's director...

Author: By Carol E. Fredlund, | Title: Pei Named as Architect For Kennedy Library | 12/14/1964 | See Source »

Dreaming of a Last Judgment in which God not only shows mercy to everyone but in which even devils exchange their horns for wings, Yánaros determines to rely on the good will of both sides to end the war. He goes up into the hills one night, offers to surrender the town to the Communists if they promise to spare its inhabitants and allow them freedom. The Communists agree, and Yánaros departs with a fresh understanding of Communism as "the heart of man awakening and growling because it was hungry...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Last of the Sweaty Saints | 12/11/1964 | See Source »

Freedom from God. Father Yánaros returns to town and persuades his fellow citizens to overpower the Royalist leaders and truss them up. The Communists enter the town unmolested, announce that freedom will come "later," and that all their enemies will be shot, including Yánaros. "Night falls upon us and the massacre of night begins," the priest cries. "Now the beasts-birds, mice, caterpillars, jackals-will leap on one another to kill or kiss. God, what kind of world have you created? I cannot understand...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Last of the Sweaty Saints | 12/11/1964 | See Source »

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