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...glare of klieg lights and television cameras, stocky, bull-necked Zhukov gave a rousing, atom-waving oration in stock Communist prose, threatening the world (and especially the U.S.) with the might of the Red army. Lined up with Zhukov were Marshals Alexander Vasilevsky and Vasily Sokolovsky, present army chief of staff, while Stalin's old buddy, white-whiskered Marshal Budenny, was on hand to give a cavalry dash to the gathering. Among the diamond-studded, gold-starred military uniforms, Party Secretary Nikita Khrushchev was a small, undistinguished figure in civilian clothes, but to remind the audience where the power...
...ornate gold-leaf mirror, sat another staunch protectionist, Illinois' Republican Representative Noah Mason, his cherub cheeks aglow with excitement. Cried Reed: "I formed my opinion about low tariffs as an infant during the Administration of Grover Cleveland. Yes, I formed my opinions when, gentlemen"-Reed paused to glare around the table-"when, gentlemen, I walked miles and miles to sell a dozen eggs for 10?." His fist crashed down on the table, setting the chandelier above him to tinkling briskly. Illinois' Noah Mason jumped to his feet, laughing and urging Protectionist Reed to heap on the coals...
Although he is made to glare at the ceiling too much, Sinatra otherwise acquits himself as a pretty fair actor. He gets to sing a few good songs (Just One of Those Things, Someone to Watch over Me), and turns them out with polish...
...might have charms.' " He told her he had "plotted to avenge her [first] refusal of him." He asked her, "with every appearance of aversion," if "she meant to sleep in the same bed with him": and during their wedding night, observing a candle "casting a ruddy glare through the crimson curtains of the bed," he cried in a loud voice: "Good God, I am surely in hell...
...April. He was 55, but he looked older. He cruised in a black and green fishing boat off the coast of Cuba, near where the Gulf Stream draws a dark line on the seascape. The grey-white hair escaping from beneath a visored cap was unkempt, and the Caribbean glare induced a sea-squint in his brown, curious eyes set behind steel-rimmed spectacles. Most of his ruddy face was retired behind a clipped, white, patriarchal beard that gave him a bristled, Neptunian look. His leg muscles could have been halves of a split 16-lb. shot, welded there...