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...English city of Luton, Bedfordshire (pop. 110,000) was divided last week over the question of levity on tombstones. By a slim, three-vote margin, Luton's city fathers decided that all epitaphs in the new town cemetery must be submitted to the Director of Parks for censorship. Sample of the kind of epitaph the town council opposes (as irreverent...
Captain John Smith's epitaph in St. Sepulchre's Church, London, where he lies buried, gives Pocahontas' old friend the benefit of the doubt. Succeeding generations, noting the "impossible" deeds he recounted about himself, have sometimes suspected he was a liar of extraordinary feather...
...pulled out his gun and was waiting for the agents as they came up the stairs. He fired through the glass door, fatally wounding Agent Murphy, seriously wounded another FBIman before he died in the booth under a rain of bullets. Next day Hughes gave Johnson an appropriate epitaph: "You can't mess with a mad dog and Johnny was a bad guy and that was that...
...average whodunit never solves its most conspicuous crime-the murder of the King's English. But there are a few mystery writers who do not use the pen as a blunt instrument. Such are Britain's Howard Clewes and the late F. L. Green.* Neither An Epitaph for Love nor Ambush for the Hunter will floor anyone with surprises, but each crackles with suspense and crisp, literate prose...
Twist of the Knife. Love mislaid on the altar of totalitarian politics is also the theme of An Epitaph for Love. Like the Green thriller, it is full of brooding atmospherics and clever character analysis. The hero, Harry Lucas, is a footloose English writer in Florence, inwardly reliving the wartime days when he worked with the Italian partisans. His most haunting memory : a tug of war between love and loyalty, in which he turned in his girl Nina to the partisan chief Giulio because she was a German agent. The wound is reopened and history re-enacted when Florence...