Word: creams
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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There was to have been a huge Goring Museum. There was to have been a huge Hitler Museum. Together, they were to house the cream of Europe's art. Last week the U.S. Seventh Army's Lieut. James J. Rorimer (curator-on-leave of Medieval art at the Metropolitan Museum) found himself sitting on one of the most mountainous heaps of stolen masterpieces known to history. Part of the intended contents of the two projected Nazi museums, the loot was stored in Neuschwanstein Castle, an elaborate retreat built by mad King Ludwig in the wooded hills of southern...
...back with the Tigers after two years in the Navy, 32-year-old Al Benton is not only the cream of the reclaimed-servicemen crop but the hottest pitcher in baseball. Off relief at last, he has made four starts this season, gone all the way each time, allowed one lone earned run in the 36 innings and breezed to four straight wins. His combination fast ball and curve have taken the play from his dazzling mound-mates Dizzy Trout and Hal Newhouser, who almost won last year's pennant for Detroit. Last week, Connie Mack said that Detroit...
Veteran Sergeant Crowne shaves with floor soap ("Cold water, good rough soap and a bluntish blade, and you know you've 'ad a shave"). He calls Sergeant Hands "Ramon Novarro," because Hands uses brushless shaving cream and washes in a bucket. Fatty Teedale is "the only man in the Brigade of Guards who . . . bites his toenails" ("It makes my blood run cold to hear him"), and keeps the most promising growth for "a long bite . . . after Church Parade." Slugging Private Alison dreams of a hand-to-hand fight-to-the-death between Churchill and Hitler ("Old Winnie breathes...
...London has witnessed so many strange sights since the war, silvery elephants of balloons tethered in its skies, incongruous lifebelts draped around monstrous water tanks, fantastic vistas of destruction, decorative weeds running wild amid ancient stones, that the fact that ice-cream cones are now being devoured in broad daylight in the West End will hardly cause it to raise an eyebrow...
...firmly enough to prevent conspiracies against her life. A wild-eyed young soldier (William Eythe) rides three days & nights to warn her of one. Catherine, more impressed by his bright pink condition at the end of the ride than by his loyalty, rigs him out in an ice-cream uniform, promotes him through the military ceiling, moistens him thoroughly with champagne, subjects him to a dazzling blitzkrieg of carnivorous kisses, and turns him into a hopelessly bemused boudoir-poodle. His jealous fiancee (Anne Baxter), some further conspiracies and, ultimately, his own self-respect, bring the young man to his senses...