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Jessica tells her tale with girlish gush, brilliantly preserved a generation after the events, and there is enough intra-family whimsy to stop A. A. Milne him self in his Teddy bear tracks. They all had special names: the narrator is "Little D." to "Muv," and "Decca" to the rest of the world. They even had a private language, examples of which are merci lessly given. It is all very charming at first, but less so when Decca and Boud (big, "sullen," "baleful" Unity) get past the hair-pulling stage and make the big world their playroom. Boud took...
With a huge gush of smoke and flame, the three-stage Thor-Able rocket last week roared from its Cape Canaveral launching pad, soon to swirl its 270-lb. package into orbit around the earth. To the scientific skeptics who claim that satellites are little more than spectacular stunts, that package provided a spectacularly practical answer: looking down from hundreds of miles in space, it could take and transmit pictures of the earth and its cloud-splotched atmosphere. At the very least...
...Carta, bathed once every three weeks. Queen Elizabeth, born 317 years after his death, scrubbed herself only once a month, "whether she needed it or no." Thus it may be seen that the history of the human race's sanitary habits is by no means an unchecked upward gush. British Expert Wright-an architect, not a plumber-charts the flow with scholarship, wit, and handsome illustrations ; the resulting volume is better bathtub reading than most recent novels...
...five seconds past 8 a.m. one morning last week, the Thor-Able rocket took off from its pad at Cape Canaveral with a symmetrical gush of flame and climbed into the morning sky. Above the clouds, the second-stage rocket, the Able part of the act, took over and burned as scheduled. Unseen in space, four paddle-batteries sprang into position. At an altitude of 300 miles, the solid-propellant third stage fired and pushed its speed to 24,869 m.p.h...
...Montreal Canadiens' end of the ice looked like nothing ever seen before in the National Hockey League. His face was covered by a flesh-colored, fiber-glass mask slashed by two dark ovals for eyes and a hole for a mouth that looked from a distance like a gush of black blood. But Jacques Plante, 30, the brooding, acrobatic French Canadian who is hockey's finest goalie, was oblivious to the shocked cries from the stands. Said he: "I don't give a damn how it looks...