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After almost a month of excited baying, the dogs of war subsided into a growl -still ominous but less noisy...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FORMOSA: The Turn of the Screw | 9/15/1958 | See Source »

Harold sleeps in the Common. He awakes each morning to the sun, a stomach growl, and the stolid stone gaze of Lincoln watching Garden Street--at about seven-thirty. He usually steals a newspaper on the way to the Square (Bernard Goldfine fascinates him), and eats breakfast at the Bick...

Author: By John D. Leonard, | Title: Down 'n' Out in Cambridge: The Soybean Cult | 6/30/1958 | See Source »

...parkas, salmon fishing and Gold Rush prostitutes. She also makes an emotional and just plea for Alaskan statehood. But decades of panning fictional gold (Show Boat, Saratoga Trunk) have taught canny Prospector Ferber where to find the pay lode. Her heroine, Christine Storm, is beautiful enough to still the growl of a Malemute, so passionate about her native Alaska that she would not swap a fox parka for an autumn-haze mink. Grandpa Kennedy is a tycoon, but she prefers Grandpa Thor Storm. The name should prepare readers for the fact that he has noble Norwegian blood...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Igloo Reading | 3/31/1958 | See Source »

...clothing, he boosted the goals of Communism's sacred heavy industry yet higher; by September he was forced to postpone the goals by scrapping the five-year plan for a seven-year plan ending in 1965. His foreign economic program is not going down well with Soviet citizens, who growl like any taxpayers at shelling out for others. The stubby little peasant worries lest the scientific and technological elite become an independent power force. He has slashed the high salaries some scientists have been getting. The party must reign supreme in the laboratory...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MAN OF THE YEAR: Up From the Plenum | 1/6/1958 | See Source »

...Jimmy Porter looses his bilious scorn, like a revolving gun turret, on everything within range: art, religion, radio, Sunday, England and, again and again, his wife and mother-in-law. As minutely venomous as a wasp, as sweepingly violent as a whirlwind, his mockery sauced with self-pity, his growl subsiding in a whine, he brings to a vast repository of grievances a commensurate repertory of abuse...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theater: New Plays in Manhattan, Oct. 14, 1957 | 10/14/1957 | See Source »

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