Word: mother
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...formed a network which tied America to every corner of the world where Christmas was cherished. Some 30,000 of them went to Japan, which had the brightest holidays since the war, with gay, Oriental Santa Clauses smiling in front of well-stocked department stores. But many a Japanese mother pulled her child away from the images of Santa "Kurosu" and from the store counters because she could not afford to pay the high prices for the fine new wares. "Receiving gift from complete stranger," muttered a Japanese artist last week, "teaches biggest lesson of unselfishness...
...Desperation," said the new governor of Formosa last week, "is the mother of reform . . . We've got to try new men and new ideas." Shrewd, capable K. C. Wu, onetime mayor of Shanghai and longtime friend of Generalissimo Chiang Kaishek, was talking about plans for the administration and defense of his new domain, the rich, 250-mile-long island of Formosa, which had become the last refuge of China's Nationalist government...
...press, he issued photographs of himself and his handsome family, like any Western politician; recently, he urged his extremist followers to accept the agreement signed last month at The Hague, which set up the U.S.I, and assigned it a place as equal partner with the former mother country in the new Netherlands-Indonesian Union (TIME, Nov. 14). After a lot of fiery oratory which denounced The Hague deal for making too many concessions to the Dutch, the Republican Parliament duly ratified...
...stores leering out in the darkness, bright windows like dragons' jaws to eat money; money, money and that's Xmas. There's no such thing as Christmas. Into the Yard; lights here meant that guyes were going on studying or drinking or talking, whether it was Christmas or Mother...
...Goerg, for pictures that most critics thought inferior. Goerg's Nativity with Birds was as stickily sweet as creme de menthe and appeared to have been sloshed on with a spoon. It did, however, look like something that people would buy in a Christmas card. Conway's Mother and Child lacked even that advantage; it was an all-but-indecipherable tangle of syrupy colors and tricky, scratch-and-patch textures without visible sentiment of any kind. Conway, who golfs about as well (in the high 70s) as he paints, had clearly taken great pains to scramble his prizewinner...