Word: dreaming
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Carl August Sandburg, 81-year-old poet of the American dream and of Lincoln's greatness, raised the political ploy into a true and moving memorial service. In 19 spellbinding minutes that brought tears even to the eyes of Dixie Senators, Sandburg chiseled his finest tribute to the Lincoln "invisibly there, today, tomorrow and for a long time yet to come in the hearts of lovers of liberty...
...Pipe Dream. Near Altus, Okla., employees of the Sooner State Drilling & Producing Co. set up a drill rig, smiled with surprise as they struck a 4.000-bbl.-an-hour gusher a mere 2½ ft. beneath the earth's surface, checked the find more closely, then hastily removed their equipment, repaired the gap in the 16-in. pipeline owned by the Service Pipe Line Co. of Tulsa...
...after he went to Paris as a Deputy and married his French secretary. A prosperous coffee planter and shrewd politician who likes to spout Latin phrases, he once gained enormous prestige by announcing just before an eclipse that he would perform the miracle of blotting out the sun. His dream is of a "United States of Latin Africa" embracing all of French Equatorial Africa, as well as parts of Portuguese Angola and the Belgian Congo. Of Africa's present boundaries, he says: "We are not responsible for the mistakes of the explorers...
Fumetti magazines rarely pursue such Biblical story lines, but from the strap to the toe of Italy's boot they are all the rage. Each week some 4,000,000 Italians, mostly women, pay an estimated $385,000 for the latest copies of Dream, Eternal Passion, Sun in My Eyes, My Woman, Grand Hotel and dozens of other fumetti publications. Fumetti magazines have also proved popular in other Latin countries: the fumetti-like Nous Deux (We Two) has the largest weekly circulation (upwards of 1,700,000) in France...
Many a fascinated viewer of This Is Your Life has often had the fond dream that the treacle might some day explode in gladsome Ralph Edwards' face. In the dream the couch of honor is occupied by someone like Mary Pickford's former hairdresser, and Edwards, clutching the Book, tremulously introduces a long-lost loved one. At this point (in the dream) the honored party looks up and cries: "Why, it's my first husband. I hate the sight of him. Get that heel out of here...