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...Force hastily dispatched a C-5A Galaxy cargo plane-and it crashed (see page 8). The tragedy only intensified the fever pitch of rescue plans, and the Government pledged to carry on its airlift. Tens of thousands of Americans deluged adoption agencies with calls. The State Department set up a toll-free number (800-368-1180) for would-be adopters. At one point, more than 1,000 callers a minute were being turned away by busy signals...
...good taste either, except to mock and outrage them. His biographies of artists (Song of Summer, The Music Lovers, Savage Messiah) display a sumptuously cavalier disregard for facts. It is fantasy that matters to Russell, fantasy most often on a highly charged, even colossal order. In comparison with such fever dreams as The Devils, Tommy is fairly restrained stuff, including sequences that are among the best work Russell has ever done...
...angry woman, the sole support of a numerous, ne'er-do-well family. One day she collapses in the heat and clamor of the factory, where she works at the hardest but best-paying job. The doctor at the clinic to which she reluctantly reports diagnoses her fever as something more than a metaphor; it is a symptom of tuberculosis. Over the objections of husband and in-laws, she goes to the state-supported sanatorium in the mountains for a rest cure...
Providence College (12-6-1) is in the midst of tournament fever, with both the hockey and basketball squads looking for Eastern honors...
Byron also survives his Missolonghi fever in a wicked imagining by Harold Nicholson, who in his essay has the poet fumble on till 1854-as nothing less than King George I of Greece, "an obese little man descending the steps of the Crystal Palace on his wooden leg, supporting himself on his famous umbrella, and clasping a huge red handkerchief in the other hand." The wooden leg has replaced the clubfoot of Byron's dashing early years, which the poet-King lost, along with all vestiges of poetic vision, while fighting ineptly against the Turks near Lepanto...