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...designers last week beckoned in the press to see the haute couture creations that this year will tell the American woman how to look like a lampshade (see BUSINESS). Day after day, model after model slinked before scribbling newshens, who busily sighted the bearings of each belt, buckle and bow. After one tense model marathon, the New York Herald Tribune's capable Eugenia Sheppard (TIME, Aug. 12) confessed: "I was a wreck by the end of the show, and to tell the truth, my notes are a mess...
When he threaded his way through the orchestra, his 1707 Stradivarius at his side, 5 ft. 5 in. Violinist Kogan looked as though he could never work his short arms through the pyrotechnic bowings the music called for. But when he started to play Brahms's Violin Concerto, he proved that, like the other Soviet soloists who have visited the U.S. since the war, he had all the technique he needed and some to spare. The familiar music poured from his bow in purling, honey-sweet ribbons of sound. His inflections were a marvel of etched sensitivity, his pianissimos...
...took his place before a felt-covered reading stand, held arms high in the air to acknowledge cheers. When the demonstration subsided, he cut through formality to wish the Congress a happy new year on behalf of himself and Mrs. Eisenhower. In the gallery, Mamie took a bow. Still smiling and casual, the President turned to the rostrum behind him for timely birthday greetings to Vice President Nixon (45) and House Speaker Sam Rayburn (76). Then, the smiles giving way to solemnity, he turned to the business at hand: his sixth State of the Union message. When he concluded...
...year-old former Jesuit and his band of approximately fifty men, women, and children will soon take up residence in a large new dormitory in Harvard, Massachusetts. Their old home, both the red and white frame building facing Bow and Arrow Streets and the structures in back which form St. Benedict's Center, is up for sale...
...sensitivity and loneliness. The rest was a sort of game. He was proud of being a great gourmet-like his friend Lord Houghton. who died murmuring: "My exit is the result of too many entrees." He was a wit; once he greeted a quack doctor with "a very low bow" and the words: "I hope, sir, that you will live longer than your patients." He tempered the generosity of a prince with a biting common sense-as in his answer to a request for money for a friend's tombstone: "I lent Maginn ?500 in his life time...