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Early in April, Laborite Aneurin Bevan sideswiped a bus at Gerrard's Cross in Beaconsfield, recovered control of his Humber Hawk and sped on. Haled to Beaconsfield to face a magistrate last week, Nye made his feeble excuses: "I realize I should have stopped but I was anxious to avoid . . . publicity." The court brushed the plea aside, slapped a fine of $166.10 (including costs) on Britain's most freewheeling public figure and took away his license for three months...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: GREAT BRITAIN: The Hit & Runner | 5/17/1954 | See Source »

Thus the Harvard Bulletin, in the words of editor Philip W. Quigg of the Princeton Weekly, is "Possibly the only alumni magazine today that has to hawk subscriptions in competition with commercial publications like Time and Look...

Author: By Stephen R. Barnett, | Title: Alumni Bulletin: From Football to Frogs | 4/30/1954 | See Source »

...hawk-nosed French colonel in his sandbagged command post came an unexpected message from Washington. "In common with millions of my countrymen," wrote President Eisenhower last week, "I salute the gallantry and stamina of the commander and soldiers who are defending Dienbienphu." Eisenhower also had a notion about a promotion (see NATIONAL AFFAIRS) with which the colonel was in unabashed agreement...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Soldier of France | 4/5/1954 | See Source »

...into a wall of water, the blossoming of cactus flowers. The splicing and re-splicing gives the film such a rapid gait that within a few minutes a wild pig chases a bobcat up a hundred foot saguaro, a poisonous wasp vanquishes an equally deadly tarantula, and red hawk devours a rattlesnake. The most callous little boy will lie awake until three a.m. after viewing these battles...

Author: By Robert A. Fish, | Title: The Living Desert | 2/8/1954 | See Source »

...than a pigeon"). Best of all are Author Forbes's evocations of New England in the four seasons. Her book ends in the late fall: "Crows were out gleaning, looking like blown bits of charred paper. And talking all the time - like crows talk. Far above, the lonely hawk floating. Harvest is over. It is the lone-somest time of the year...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Ye Olde New England | 2/1/1954 | See Source »

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