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...long ago, the West was ready to write off Algeria's brash, sloganeering Premier Ahmed ben Bella as a Mediterranean Castro ripe for Red domination. But times do change. After seven months of independence, Ben Bella now relies on a tide of aid from the West, not the East, to keep his struggling country afloat. Only last week, Finance Minister Ahmed Francis returned from Paris with pledges of $280 million in French aid for 1963. At the same time, the U.S. tentatively agreed to launch a food relief program for hard-hit Algerian peasants; Ben Bella hopes this...
...only slightly tarnished by the fact that Milton can hardly be described as a hotly pursued property. Ex-Proprietor Boswell is himself now possessed by Yale's renowned scholar Frederick A. Pottle. Yale, in fact, has enough Johnson-Boswelliana to fill Yale Bowl, is probably the only college brash enough to claim a whole literary century-the 18th in England-as its very...
...unflaggingly enjoyable. It is noteworthy that Bissell's 25th was in 1961. He must have found it inspiring, because he researched You Can Always Tell a Harvard Man sometime during the following academic year. Then he sat down and wrote this book, see, in which he sounds like a brash young man. If you happen to be an old grad, it will take you back to your own irrepressible youth. What a cut-up you were. Just like Bissell, who is pictured on the dust jacket astride his motorcycle. As you read his zany writing you are transported back...
Still in jail were Publisher Rudolf Augstein and the top editors of his brash newsmagazine, which had angered the government by its incessant criticism and allegedly had broken the law by its publication of "secret" details of the strength of the West German army (TIME. Nov. 9). Still scouring Der Spiegel's Hamburg headquarters for evidence were the squads of police that last month had pounced on the staff in a series of midnight raids...
Years ago, a brash young man, visiting in the Beacon Street home of Godfrey Lowell Cabot, asked his host how it felt to be both a Lowell and a Cabot. The question was greeted with thunderous silence. The guest tried manfully to excuse his faux pas. "I'm afraid," he murmured, "that's a pretty silly question, Mr. Cabot." Replied Cabot: "Young man. it's the damnedest silliest question I've been asked in 80 years...