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Meet the Press. In New York, one of the most dynamic campaigners in the U.S. did his best to bolster one of the most forlorn. Waiting for Kennedy, Democratic Gubernatorial Candidate Robert M. Morgenthau stood alone on the apron at La Guardia Airport. No one seemed to know the pleasant, introverted lawyer who has suddenly found himself thrust into a contest with Republican Nelson Rockefeller. An aide finally ushered Morgenthau over to meet the press, but the conversation soon suffered into silence, and the candidate went back to standing by himself and staring into space...
Looking Up. At the moment, Catoosa (pop. 638) has neither a water nor a sewage system. Most of its streets are unpaved. Many of its stores are abandoned. No passenger trains stop at the forlorn depot; no freight has been moved out since a local coal mine shut down a year or so ago. Catoosa is not even on the Arkansas, which passes 15 miles away at Tulsa. But the river at Tulsa is so impossible that engineers threw up their hands, decided to branch off the Arkansas and dredge their channel up the Verdigris River, a tributary, to Catoosa...
Whether the Gaelic language can be preserved in modern times is questionable. Many Irishmen who support the movement fear that it will fail. "It seems a forlorn hope," says Professor O'Neill, "but then everything about Ireland was a forlorn hope...
Last week, haggard and forlorn, claiming that his health would be impaired if the hearings continued, Stonehill, 44, offered to leave the Philippines voluntarily−a move that would permit his eventual return. But Macapagal wanted no part of Stonehill now or in the future. At week's end he ordered his arrest and immediate deportation as an undesirable alien...
Then begins the soulless parade of empty months. One day, as Stroud paces around the prison yard in a scene so desolatingly forlorn that Dante might have pictured it as another circle of Hell, a cloudburst drops a baby sparrow at his feet. Stroud carries it to his cell, cradles it in a sock, nourishes it on ground-up cockroaches. Relatives of other prisoners start sending them canaries. Soon the entire isolation block is trilling, and convicts who get bored with their pets give them to Stroud to keep. With painstaking perfectionism, he fashions cages out of packing crates...