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...From the front, the Mark III looks like a giant radio panel, with a clean, serene dignity. But behind the panel hides a nightmare of pulsing, twitching, flashing complexity. Thousands of metal parts, big & little, all polished like costume jewelry, compete in frenetic activity. They hum and clack and chirp and roar like a hive of mechanical insects. Among them glow the filaments of 4,500 vacuum tubes, and between them run skeins of wire, 100 miles in all, with 400,000 soldered connections. The Mark III is so complicated that no one in the laboratory was willing to talk...
...From the front, the Mark III looks like a giant radio panel, with a clean, serene dignity. But behind the panel hides a nightmare of pulsing, twitching, flashing complexity. Thousands of metal parts, big & little, all polished like costume jewelry, compete in frenetic activity. They hum and clack and chirp and roar like a hive of mechanical insects. Among them glow the filaments of 4,500 vacuum tubes, and between them run skeins of wire, 100 miles in all, with 400,000 soldered connections. The Mark III is so complicated that no one in the laboratory was willing to talk...
...before would automatically bring its own punishment. In Madrid, Correspondent Piero Saporiti expected to join the crowd in the Puerta del Sol (Madrid's Times Square), dodging the used electric light bulbs that Madridians store away for this occasion, whirring a wooden zambomba which gives out a deafening clack, and brandishing a bunch of grapes over his head (you eat twelve grapes as the New Year comes in, one for each stroke of the clock...
...Cotton Carnival time in Memphis. Skyrockets whooshed into the muddy Mississippi; searchlights glared above crowds along the riverfront. There were street dances, the crash of band music, the clack and jangle of noisemakers. Bunting was everywhere...
...that was past. In New Canaan, Imogene was more interested in the present. She was frequently photographed in scanty swimming suits. She turned her dark, innocent eyes on next-door neighbor Charlie Milton, susceptible treasurer of a bolt company, father of three. New Canaan tongues began to clack...