Word: men
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...TIME'S David Lees. As the crèche appears on TIME'S first gatefold cover picture, it symbolizes not only the spirit of the season, along with Christmas cards and Santa's sleigh bells, but also a growing resurgence of religion and worship wherever men gather at Christmastide, be it in Bethlehem or Bogotá, North Viet Nam or North Hollywood, Calif...
...brief him on NATO matters. At Paris, about 500 people jostled into the Lyon Station at 10:30 p.m. to watch as Eisenhower and President de Gaulle shook hands. It was a businesslike welcome, with little pomp, and after they chatted for a few moments the two men parted for the night. It was late, and ahead for Ike were three hard days of talks with other Western leaders, brief stops at Madrid and Casablanca, and-having written a few pages of history himself-the long flight back to Washington and Christmas Eve at home...
...beer distributor known to be high up in the underworld. His curiosity pricked by the procession of strange Cadillacs and Imperials, an alert state cop called agents of the Treasury Department's Alcohol Tax Unit in Albany. Surrounding the 53-acre estate, policemen halted 63 carefully tailored men-some at a roadblock, others fleeing through dense woods-and asked them who they were, where they came from and why they had come to Apalachin. After questioning, all were released...
...Men's mortal shell finally cracked from overexposure to wind and moon, and he died...
Chin P'ing Mei ends Hsi Men's story here. But a sequel, possibly by the same author (who may be the famed 16th century scholar and statesman Wang Shih Cheng), describes how the scoundrel's virtuous widow, Moon Lady, and her infant son suffer for Hsi Men's egregious gong-kicking. The work is Ko Lien Hua Ying, or Flower Shadows Behind the Curtain, translated into German by Sinologist Franz Kuhn and now passed on to English readers, fire-bucket fashion, by Translator Vladimir Kean. The result, somewhat surprisingly, is wry and readable...