Word: bazaar
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Because the 16 stories in Southways show less of Erskine Caldwell's customary satanic humor and forthright sexual symbolism, and because a number of them have appeared in such cautious magazines as the Atlantic Monthly, Harper's Bazaar, Cosmopolitan, some readers may conclude that Caldwell is mellowing into a merely successful writer. Examined more closely, they warrant another guess. More skilful, briefer than Caldwell's last collection, Kneel to the Rising Sun (1935), they suggest that Caldwell is feeling his way toward a less stylized, less repetitious, more complex kind of writing...
...made the discoveries of Minoan art in Crete that affected the whole conception of early Grecian history. His collection for the most part was not acquired from other connoisseurs nor from dealers but was gathered during a lifetime of personal search. He picked up his first gem in a bazaar in Bosnia on a youthful walking trip, found others during seven years of research on the Eastern Adriatic shores and in travels around Sicily. Most of them, however, came in the period of his digging in Crete, where he even found them worn by the peasants as "milk-stones...
Iran the New. By this spring thickly-populated bazaar districts were condemned and destroyed, new, broad, straight avenues plotted through once narrow, crooked streets. Magnificent, many-roomed, multistoried government buildings stood where once sagged ancient one-story huts. A handsome post-office building covering a city block has arisen and a Ministry of War Building, with sufficient space to house the general staffs of Germany, France and Great Britain at the same time, is being utilized by the ever-expanding but still relatively small Iranian staff...
...Washington, Macy Cohen and David Goldberg, have long operated the Japanese Gift Shop. When an advertisement of their best number, a tea set, failed to produce a single sale, they changed the name of their place of business to the Chinese Bazaar...
This week at the Exposition less brainy sightseers had huge fun bargaining with native bazaar-keepers, sampling exotic perfumes and avidly whiffing strange smells on the long island in the Seine upon which France has strung like so many pearls her overseas colonies. Muddy, reeking with pungent coffee and spices and exceedingly popular are the North African bazaars whose keepers seem to scream and haggle the loudest when not flattering and blandishing the most seductively. Especially beautiful are the Moroccan, Algerian and Tunisian quarters with their tinkling fountains, warmly atmospheric patios, fakirs and camels. On hot days, Equatorial and Occidental...