Word: rich
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...photographers-and Ike, for that matter-had not seen anything yet. In a day and a half of Pakistani hospitality, he attended a society matron's dream of a dinner party (held under two huge, orange-and-black-striped tents that were floored with rich Oriental rugs), heard the eerie caterwauling of pipes played by a countermarching military regiment, watched Pathan tribesmen from the northwest frontier as they danced in wild, hair-tossing abandon, observed part of an Australian-Pakistani cricket match, marveled at an exhibition of tent-pegging (in which shrieking horsemen galloped full speed at tent pegs...
Last week Detroit police explained that the secret of the Averills' prosperity was not rich relatives but a breathtakingly simple moneymaking technique. They arrested plump Mamie Averill, 58, on a charge of embezzling $100,513 from Giffels & Vallet. Apparently she had scooped out a lot more than that: a partial audit of the records revealed shortages totaling $876,168 during 1950-55 alone...
...students who lived elsewhere, many were poor and lived wretchedly in isolated cold-water flats, blocks or miles from the University. The greatest disparity was between these and the fortunate few--the rich and the "clubbies"--who maintained luxurious private dormitories on the "Gold Coast" of Mount Auburn street. For all but the "Gold Coasters," who ate in their own dormitories, the meal situation was nearly intolerable...
...which likes to call itself "the Pompeii of Provence," is rich in Roman ruins and history. Founded by Julius Caesar in 49 B.C., Fréjus helped build the fleet Roman galleys that defeated Antony and Cleopatra in the battle of Actium in 31 B.C. It was at Fréjus that Napoleon made his triumphant return from Egypt in 1799, and it was a key beachhead when the Allies landed on France's southern shore in 1944. The golden CÓte d'Azur begins at Fréjus' beach, and this year the dry summer...
MARTEREAU, by Nathalie Sarraute (250 pp.; Braziller; $3.75). This novel, by the author of the diamond-hard Portrait of a Man Unknown (TIME, Aug. 4, 1958), suggests that reality, like a geometer's plane, has only surface, no depth. A young male invalid, living with his rich aunt and uncle, develops an obsessive womanish curiosity about manners and motives. He becomes acute enough to predict the exact course of his relatives' household skirmishing, and concludes therefore that he understands the skirmishers. His error does not matter until he begins analyzing Monsieur Martereau, a family friend-a steady, solid...