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...answer, phrased with the terse and straightforward authority of Macmillan's personal voice, overnight united all British parties behind the government and gave it such a popular boost that some gloating Tories began talking of a snap national election to cash in ("We are riding the crest of the wave"). But Macmillan, who can resist popular outcries if he thinks them wrong (as in his refusal to suspend nuclear tests), showed not the slightest sign of approaching the summit defensively...
WHILE a sharp summer thunderstorm crackled across the St. Lawrence Valley, crowds of raincoated tourists scrambled to the crest of a high dirt dike near Cornwall. Ont. one morning last week and peered through the mist toward a stubby earthen dam 2½miles away. At 7:55 a warning rocket arched overhead, and a voice on a loudspeaker began a countdown. An engineer in a timbered bunker pressed a button; from the explosive-mined dam a yellow curtain of debris belched upward toward the thunderheads. Deliberately, the blasted dam crumbled, and muddy water poured through, first in a thick...
...ready if the nation drafted him. The best way to nurture a draft was to hold the popularity of the masses. And at the moment the best way to be popular is to stay on good terms with Venezuela Communists, who claim 26,000 members and are riding the crest of the post-dictatorship leftward swing. Larrazábal, it seemed, intended to do just that. Said the admiral at his press conference: "Maybe I am naive. But I feel our Communism is a different Communism. Because of his rich patriotic heritage, no Venezuelan would accept orders from abroad." Such...
...elaborate crest at the top of a postcard caught Vag's attention one morning. Looking down, past the "Est. 1639" and the "By Special Appointment to H.R.H.," Vag learned that an itinerant representative of Scott and Hanbury Ltd. (Military and Civil Tailors of 43 Knight st., London S.W.1) would soon receive clients at the Parker House...
From the Union lines, behind the stone wall on the crest of Cemetery Ridge, First Lieut. Frank A. Haskell looked down on the forming ranks of the Confederacy: "More than half a mile their front extends; more than a thousand yards the dull grey masses deploy, man touching man, rank pressing rank, and line supporting line. The red flags wave, their horsemen gallop up and down; the arms of eighteen thousand men, barrel and bayonet, gleam in the sun, a sloping forest of flashing steel. Right on they move, as with one soul, in perfect order, without impediment of ditch...