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Next day the test match continued, and Idris Beg faithfully turned up-with his arm in a sling-to umpire. Marylebone men blithely dismissed the night's adventure: "Just banter, old boy. Pure banter." But Pakistani students paraded in the streets shouting, "M.C.C., go back! Long live Idris Beg!" Police searched spectators for weapons, and stood guard over the visiting Englishmen during play...
...Adroitly, he fielded questions about a second term." (July 11, 1955) "At the President's news conference last week, his 1956 intentions seemed to be on the mind of almost every one of the 188 reporters present. Both the questioners and the answerer were obviously enjoying the banter...
Uniform of the day was the blue, brass-buttoned blazer and snappy nautical cap of the well-heeled yachtsman; the easy banter was the well-oiled chatter of pleasure-boat skippers out for a good time. But back of the byplay, the briefing session in the Travers Island boathouse of the New York Athletic Club one evening last week was as studied and serious as a premission meeting of wartime PT-boat skippers...
...Date for Next Year. While both the questioners and the answerer were obviously enjoying the banter, almost everyone in the game realized that GOPoliti-cians are clearly assuming the President will run. To them the only unanswered question is: When will he make the announcement? One reporter recalled that the President had promised to discuss, some time, the pros and cons of running for reelection. Could the newsmen make a date with him to have that discussion at his next news conference? "I will tell you. If we can have a complete moratorium on it," said Ike, "I might make...
...Faye Banter gets top billing in the show, and her portrayal of the mother (put them all together you've got MOTHER. . .) is engagingly domineering. Hers is the usual Junior-League-25-years-after sort of role, however, and her comic talents are barely exercised. Arthur Starch, as her son, alternately months and shouts his lines. And his boudoir transformation obviously seems as preposterous to him as the stilted lover scene through which the authors wring him in the first act. It is not his fault that the growing pains have a few audible creaks...