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...minutes the shallow, dome-shaped hill was lost in smoke and dust. Spitfires swooped in wide spirals, loosing their rockets. Gradually the quick chatter of the rebels' Breda and Spandau machine guns was subdued and the slower Greek army Brens took over. Twenty-five minutes after the attack began, green Very lights arched over the crest. The position had been taken...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: International: Coronet | 7/5/1948 | See Source »

There were little, routine distractions-the exasperating clicks of cameras, the chatter of spectators (Ben draws the largest galleries), the unnerving applause coming from another green. On the second round, a couple of happy-go-lucky dogs yapped about the course after him (the committee quickly enforced the no-dog rule). At the halfway point, Ben had fallen one stroke behind Sam Snead, and South Africa's dangerous Bobby Locke had moved up to tie Hogan for second...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Down Hogan's Alley | 6/21/1948 | See Source »

...veterans as a whole get together, make a few asinine remarks, and fool that they have enlightened the rest of the public. With hour exams at hand I feel certain that Mr. Kornfeld and crowd can find more constructive things to do than organizing groups devoted to such childish chatter...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Against Veterans' Groups | 3/16/1948 | See Source »

...play gets its best results by reaching not across the centuries but across the Irish Sea: it does a juicy job on a London chatter columnist whose skin is even thicker than his skull. Unfortunately the Londoner, like much else in the play, turns up for no reason-and turns up twice...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theater: New Plays in Manhattan, Mar. 8, 1948 | 3/8/1948 | See Source »

Without a glance at the audience, the stocky little pianist padded straight to the concert grand in the center of the stage. He sat down, arranged his tails, struck a softly impatient chord. When the chatter and applause diminished to a cathedral quiet, he began to play. People in the front rows heard him snort and grunt over sforzandos, in rollicking passages saw his blue eyes twinkle like Santa Claus's. When his program was over, he nodded his big, square head appreciatively, and trundled off stage...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MUSIC: For the Sake of It | 2/23/1948 | See Source »

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