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Deeply Troubled. Virginia's countryside was indeed something to love last week. In the Shenandoah Valley, apples clustered rich and red in Senator Harry Byrd's vast orchards near Berryville. In the famed Tidewater region, haze shimmered blue over sparkling crystal estuaries. In the west, the beech's first gold and the oak's first russet welcomed autumn from the Appalachian crests. In the tangled Wilderness, dusk cast early purple shadows round Lindsay Almond's family farm land...
...Monica's love-Claverton tells her the truth about himself and finds that "if a man has one person to whom he is willing to confess everything, then he loves that person, and his love will save him." As a serene Claverton goes off to die under a beech tree-faintly echoing Sophocles' Oedipus at Colonus-he wears his fate like a royal robe: "I feel at peace now. It is the peace that ensues upon contrition when contrition ensues upon knowledge of the truth...
...Joyce, a onetime airline hostess, and son Kevin, 9, Boling soon was soaking in a hot bath, relaxing under an alcohol rubdown, then slipped gratefully into bed. He was $3,140 richer for the flight ($1,000 of the money pledged to the Seventh-day Adventists) because properly proud Beech Aircraft had guaranteed $1,000 for his reaching Seattle and $10 for every mile beyond. But for Pat Boling there was a greater satisfaction. Said he: "Those were the best hours of my life. Everyone likes to see his plans come true...
Battle Hymn. High among the wild, beech-clad uplands, not far from the cave where a German bomb wounded Tito in 1943, the old campaigner of the Balkan Mountains and the younger conspirator of the Cairo barracks spent the night together in an army tent. Tito regaled his guest with the story of how his desperate 19,000, surrounded by a ring of 120,000 German and other troops, buried their hard-won field guns, slaughtered and ate their packhorses, and then, losing nearly half their number in the charge, fought through the supposedly impassable Sutjeska River canyon, broke through...
Next-to-Last Straw. In the evening, hundreds of thousands of Frenchmen who have chosen to devote the day to a pique-nique in the woods, eating off little tables set out under the beech trees and gathering bunches of bluebells are home again, relaxing before their TV sets. There, against the frame of Coty's doorway, they can see and hear how each of the three potential Radical Premiers called by the President greets this honor...