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Another who shuddered, at reading the item, was Cashier Allen. In alarm, he phoned Grassi and asked him to return the money. When Grassi could fork up only $50,000 of it, Allen worried for three weeks, finally confessed to American Express officials, and then to the police. Had Allen given Grassi the money to speculate on promise of a share of the profit? The hapless Allen would only say, "I had no idea he was a gambler . . . He lived at the Georges V Hotel. How could I have any suspicion that he wasn't honest...
...cave, Isaac spiels out a professionally emotional account into his tape recorder and fires it off to a radio station.* Soon the hillside is humming like a camp meeting and hurrahing like a circus. The food concession Isaac has arranged is selling all the barbecue it can fork out, and the preacher's boy is also making profitable deals with the TV people...
...city of Mexico (pop. 14,000) on the south fork of the Salt River in Missouri's Little Dixie region, the afternoon Ledger has a four-county daily circulation of about 8,800, turns in a tidy annual profit for its owners and co-editors, L. Mitchell White and his son, Robert Mitchell White II. In the city of New York (pop. 8,000,000) on the east bank of the Hudson River, the morning Herald Tribune has a daily circulation of about 351,000, has returned little profit to its new owner, John Hay Whitney, U.S. Ambassador...
...stick in his hand is the only one that can hurt you. I just try to get the guys to hit the ball on the ground." Despite his slight build, Face has an apparently indestructible arm. In 1956 he relieved in nine straight games. His specialty is a "fork ball" that breaks crazily...
...impressionism deserve a better label than postimpressionism, with its overtone of depreciation. The greatest postimpressionist, Cézanne, turned the brilliant palette of impressionism into a kind of three-dimensional mosaic, a building material from which he built a new illusion of space. Bonnard, the other branch of the fork, transformed the same palette into poetry, spontaneous as breathing, modest and insidious as a dream...