Word: paste
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Dates: during 1960-1960
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Although a few Houses have provided similar seminars in the past, this is the first year that the University has granted funds. Adams, Kirkland, and Dunster have developed the only definite plans for the Fall Term, but most of the others will institute groups in the Spring...
Leverett's towers glowed with a dim bleakness last night under a partial blackout imposed by John J. Conway, Master of the House. Conway's reason: some 30 of the lightbulbs set in the ceilings behind the windows have exploded over the past few days. Under the circumstances, Conway advised tower inhabitants to find some other sources of illumination. He did not prohibit candles...
After nightfall, Mobutu organized a dependable detachment of military police into a flying wedge and hustled Lumumba through the milling soldiers to an army truck. But along the way, Congolese reached past the guards to kick and spit on Lumumba and rip his flapping white sports shirt to shreds. As Lumumba rode off, General Lundula sneaked out the back way aquiver with fear, and with all insignia of rank carefully removed. At Lumumba's official residence, Ghanaian troops put the Premier under heavy guard. Next day, Mobutu's men raided Lumumba's headquarters, arrested 26 staff members...
...Royal is evidently nearing a crossroads, with Fonteyn listed only as a "guest artist" (she has been away for much of the past year) and the company relying more and more on its mainstay classical ballets. There is no shortage of younger dancers, among them Nadia Nerina-whose performance in La Fille Mai Gardée conveyed glimpses of Ulanova's unearthly lightness-Annette Page, Anya Linden and, most notably, coldly brilliant Svetlana Beriosova, 28, widely heralded as heiress apparent to Fonteyn. The Royal last week also showed off its first-rate male principals: Michael Somes, Brian Shaw, Alexander...
...fake, he does not invade bedrooms or invite others into his own; he is an artist of the public event. Powell seems to be giving an account of events that are still current, of living while he writes-unlike Proust in his cork-lined room, who evoked things past in order to live again when life itself was done and over with. Powell has not yet created one of the mountains of literature, but his molehills, for those with the leisure to watch, can be quite as interesting as the moles are when they are seen heaving up their moving...