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Getting ready for the try, Olivier boomed and bellowed at the rehearsal hall's rafters until he had amplified his "rib reserve." He soaked himself in potassium permanganate, but that failed to darken him sufficiently, so he settled in the end for coal-black grease paint. He tightened the spring in his stride, explaining, "Othello should walk like a soft black panther." He practiced the curiously accented, oddly stressed speech that evoked the way some Jamaicans and Africans gush English, managing thereby to convey the way the Moor spoke Italian...
...striped shirt, and and indescribable, Golux-like hat, Miss Lillie sang such numbers as "I heard My Goldfish Yedeling" and did the twist with Laurence H. Scott, teaching fellow in History and Literature. She also recalled that she once told a waiter who spilled coffee on her dress, "Never darken my Dior again...
When the Soviet President addressed a joint session of the Majlis last week, he confidently cooed that "at present, no clouds of misunderstanding darken the relations between Iran and the Soviet Union." But even as Brezhnev spoke, excited deputies whispered the latest news: 18 miles inside the Iranian border, three Soviet jets had shot down an unarmed Iranian plane on a photographic mapping mission for the Shah's land reform program, killing the Iranian surveyors. Unaware of the incident, amid cold stares from his audience, Brezhnev droned on, demonstrating once again the perils of what the Kremlin calls peace...
...forgets his alarm clock. The only sour face belongs to the game warden and to the occasional cattleman whose cow comes down with colic from eating shell casings. Bird fanciers, who in some states have gotten doves classified as "songbirds" and made them illegal to hunt, fail to darken the Imperial Valley dawn. Game managers have proved that the birds' talent for dodging, plus enthusiastic mating habits, keep the dove population constant, and there is no reason to deprive 100,000 hungry hunters of their delicate game. Said one last week: "I don't care if they sing...
...places all the way from San Francisco to St. Thomas. And behind the ad is the private crusade of a gentle-faced, disheveled Greenwich Villager named Charlie Hollis, 37, who writes advertising copy and spends his nights as a Brooklyn College sophomore when he isn't trying to darken the corner where...