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...remain Premier in peace & quiet. He still has a following, but on official occasions these days the party usually hires a small crowd to kiss his hand, which makes him happy. The party is really run by a group of rich, unscrupulous newcomers, led by huge Fuad Serag el Din, Wafd secretary general and Minister of the Interior & Finance. Serag el Din's good friend and ally is Madame Zeinab Nahas, the plump, grasping wife whom the Premier married 15 years ago, when she was 25 and he was 60. Western observers generally describe her as Egypt...
...hard to sum up a man who voted against his own party whenever he thought fit, and yet (as Pearson sadly admits) bequeathed to politics the tight "party-line" system that has plagued it ever since. No man did more than Dizzy to din radical notions into Tory skulls, yet he could also say without a qualm that "the movement of the middle classes for the abolition of slavery was virtuous, but it was not wise...
...Glenn W. Van Buren of Fort Worth's Carswell Air Force Base was tied with four others after a perfect 200-for-200 score in the All Gauge division. He had lost out last year because he missed one bird. But this year he never wavered. When the din and the powder smell had faded away, he had raised his score to 250 out of 250 in the shootoff, to become the first three-time champion (1948, 1949) in National Skeet history...
Shortly before 10 o'clock, the mob moved close enough to hit the apartment house with bricks and stones. The chant of "Go! Go! Go!", the firecrackers and the sound of breaking glass became a steady din. Then, just as the mob seemed to be getting out of hand, there was the sound of sirens down the street and a cry: "It's the Guard...
...stranger on the docks of Hong Kong might have wondered what all the fuss was about. It was only the little British frigate Amethyst, 1,470 tons, and looking a bit shabby at that. But as she hove into view that August day of 1949, the din of sirens, fireworks and lusty British cheers was a considered tribute. In spite of the heavy rain, a squadron of Spitfires repeatedly swooped low in salute. Only as the Amethyst neared her Royal Navy berth did it become plain that she was a shelled cripple. No sooner was she tied up than...