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...were under surveil lance. Nearly 100 members of California's Golden Gate Audubon Society set out in a three-ship flotilla for the three-hour cruise to the offshore Farallon Is lands. In the process, the birders had to weather a sickening swell, the pungent aroma of the guano-splattered Farallons and the even more pungent smell of overripe suet, thrown overboard for bait. For their fortitude they were rewarded with such rarities as Brandt's cormorants, tufted puffins, pink-footed shearwaters and a couple of black-footed albatrosses...
Late last year Ky fired Delta Commander General Dang Van Quang, a Southerner and a friend of General Go's, who also bore a strong aroma of corruption. He hesitated about firing Co only because any outright dismissal might precipitate an internal Cabinet dispute. As a Southerner, Co could easily cry prejudice if Northerner Ky canned him. As Ky remarked to one American recently: "Before I can fire even a driver, I have to check with eight generals and their families...
...skies of Java are dotted with bright kites flown by bright-eyed barefoot boys. In Makasar, spotted deer tethered to trees keep the grass cut short beside the boulevards; while, on the waterfront, Buginese sailmakers squat on the docks sewing large squares of canvas together. The spicy aroma of cooking fires drifts lazily in the twilight haze on the Musi River in Palembang, and the evening sun casts a warm orange glow on the great white mosque of Banda Atjeh. In Padang, the bustling bazaars are piled high with a rainbow of fruits and silks...
Fados, the bittersweet songs of Portugal, are like rare vintage wines: they don't travel well. They are best savored in the small lantern-lit taverns tucked away in the cobblestone alleys of old Lisbon. There, in an atmosphere drenched with pathos and the aroma of musky wine and spicy sausages, the black-draped fadistas cry out in voices quavering with anguish. Against a back ground of weeping guitars, they sing of sin and love gone wrong, of wasted lives and impending doom. Fado means destiny, and its baleful laments are more than the fatalistic Portuguese can bear...
...Democratic candidate for Congress from Mississippi's Fourth District, was killed when his car was blown off the road. Finally, after a parting punch at Pea Ridge, the twister petered out under the sullen, sultry cumulonimbus that had spawned it. At week's end, with the aroma of pine tar from uprooted trees still heavy in the air, and rescuers still digging through the wreckage for more victims, the toll had reached 61 dead, 497 injured, $12 million in damage...