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...Toledo, Exchange's national secretary-broad, greying Herold Harter, who organized it almost single-handed nearly 40 years ago and runs it much the same way-roared angrily: "What in hell is all this fuss about a Chinaman in Menlo Park?" Harter, who is proud of Exchange's sponsorship of citizenship programs and Constitution Week, insisted: "We haven't got anything against Chinese or Negroes or any other race. They're just not eligible . . . Why in hell haven't you got the right to choose with whom you and your wife can associate...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: ORGANIZATIONS: Heated Exchange | 7/26/1954 | See Source »

Happy Ending. In Auckland, N.Z., after a 48-year postal romance between New Zealander John Edgecumbe and Philadelphian Prudence Coker finally led to marriage, Mrs. Edgecumbe told reporters, "We hope all the fuss is over and we'll be able to settle down...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany, Jul. 19, 1954 | 7/19/1954 | See Source »

...fuss?" asked France's Georges Bidault wearily, as he entrained from Geneva to face a hostile assembly in Paris. "When the game is over, why not merely...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: GENEVA: Bitter Facts | 6/21/1954 | See Source »

...chemistry, playwriting, poetry and music, and' his swordsmanship was such that peaceful men turned pale and ladies swooned when he strode into their presence. Along with his fellow rakes, Buckingham was in and out of the royal favor like a gaudy shuttle -though Charles was too indulgent to fuss when Buckingham ran his sword through the Earl of Shrewsbury, husband of Buckingham's mistress. "I am sorry to find that cuckolds in France grow so troublesome," Charles wrote to his sister, the Duchess of Orleans, shortly after. "They have been inconvenient in all countries this last year...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Bucks & Rocks | 5/17/1954 | See Source »

Before leaving for a visit to his home town in Sicily last week, Italy's Premier Mario Scelba sent strict word ahead that no fuss was to be made over him. But the folks back home in Caltagirone, where Scelba's aged mother still lives, paid no attention. They greeted their fellow townsman outside the town with a triumphal fanfare of trumpets and drew him through the streets in a ceremonial coach, bright with caparisoned horses and liveried postillions. As the Premier stood on a balcony to address his old neighbors, a blaze of electric lights spelled...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: ITALY: After Two Months | 5/3/1954 | See Source »

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