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...edge in the Long Island village of Brookhaven. From the window he can see his 34-ft. yawl, the Heron, or look across Great South Bay to waterfowl feeding grounds. Bird painting is strictly a hobby, pursued in a corner of his dining alcove, usually amid the clatter and commotion set up by four children (aged five to 14) and an assortment of pets...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: A Letter From The Publisher, Jan. 10, 1955 | 1/10/1955 | See Source »

...Press Clatter. Most Likely to Succeed is perhaps the most savage satire against the gulliberal so far produced by an American. Dos Passos is angry, but he shifts his anger into a high gear of farce, at least for the first 200 pages. Dos Passos writes with a giddy, go-to-press clatter that has not been heard in his books since the '20s, and the mood of Village radicalism in those days is brilliantly laid...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Unmaking of an American | 9/27/1954 | See Source »

...insides of a pay telephone--the bells especially--and must carry this with him at all times. When it is necessary for him to make a phone call from a pay booth, he and his guts go in together. Dropping a nickel into the guts, the little bells clatter, and the bodied phone begins to work. Simple...

Author: By William W. Harvey, | Title: Phonemanship | 4/17/1954 | See Source »

...circular building 75 feet high is a steel doughnut 135 feet in diameter and weighing 10,000 tons. This is the world's greatest magnet, energized by current flowing through 26.5 miles of copper cable two inches thick. When its current was first turned on, a crashing clatter shook the bevatron building as iron objects on the floor rearranged themselves violently to fit the invisible pattern of its magnetic field...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Science: Bevatron at Work | 3/29/1954 | See Source »

...born in industrial Lancashire, was new to the Gloucestershire countryside and its tradition-swathed hunters. When he saw a fox slinking toward his master's chicken house one day last week, Roger took up a shotgun and blasted the beast. Before the echoes died away, there was a clatter of hoofs, a clamor of hounds, and up rode the local hunt. The hunters stared aghast at Roger's atrocity. They were speechless. Not so Roger's employer...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Gad, Sir! | 3/22/1954 | See Source »

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