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...pressure, then feeds it to the diver through a mouthpiece. One day in 1943 Cousteau posted Skindiver Frederic Dumas as a lifeguard, waddled out into the Mediterranean under the 50-Ib. Aqua-Lung, and realized his dream. He was free: "I experimented with all possible maneuvers-loops, somersaults and barrel rolls. I stood upside down on one finger and burst out laughing, a shrill, distorted laugh. Nothing I did altered the automatic rhythm of the air. Delivered from gravity and buoyancy, I flew around in space...
...gesture was as familiar to Metropolitan Opera audiences as the gold curtain itself: arms flung wide, massive head tilted to the galleries, the barrel-chested man with the thin legs would stand at the conclusion of a great Verdi aria, waiting with a lordly air for the homage due the world's finest dramatic baritone...
...meet was billed as a tour de force for the amazing Konrads kids, the finest freestylers in history. John, 17, and Ilsa, 15, each held six world records. Barrel-chested John was superb: he shaved .3 sec. off his 220-yd. record with a time of 2:01.6, later swam the 440 in 4:15.9, to break his record by 3.1 sec. (and better by .7 sec. the 400-meter mark of Japan's Tsuyoshi Yamanaka), ended by chopping 17.7 sec. off his record for 1,650 yds. (and 1,500 meters) with a time...
From 28 miles off the Saudi Arabia-Kuwait Neutral Zone in the Persian Gulf flashed word last week that the Japanese-owned Arabian Oil Co., Ltd. had brought in its first well. It came in the nick of time. The 6,000 barrels of oil that will rise daily from the ocean floor ended months of misfortune that had brought the company near bankruptcy. An eleven-day fire in its offshore platform had cost the cash-short firm $780,000. and stockholders had refused to ante up any more capital. Now, flushed with the glow of sudden prosperity...
CONCRETE CRIME, by Manning Coles (191 pp.; Crime Club; $2.95), places Tommy Hambledon, the British Foreign Office's top raincoat man, in grave danger of being submersed in a barrel of water, sand, and quick-hardening cement. But the henchman who intends to put him there makes a false hench, and guess who ends in the barrel? The trail leads to Paris, then Dijon and points worse. Author Coles's story is diverting enough, even if some of his swashes are carelessly buckled...