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Next day the Daily Mirror's irrepressible columnist, Cassandra, described Liberace as "this deadly, winking, sniggering, snuggling, scent-impregnated, chromium-plated, luminous, quivering, giggling, fruit-flavored, mincing, ice-covered heap of mother-love" and declared that "he is the summit of sex-the pinnacle of Masculine, Feminine and Neuter . . ." The Sunday Pictorial ran a story headlined MY LOVELY BOY, by "Momma Liberace," and printed a picture made up half of his face, half of hers...
...harp or a guitar. And sometimes the music actually was more respectable, as when it was an orchestral arrangement of an operatic aria. This was the music of Annunzio Paolo Mantovani, a swarthy Italian-turned-Briton who five years ago zoomed to the top of the "mood music" heap and has stayed at or near it ever since...
...Takes a Heap of Looting. In Van Nuys, Calif., caught with stolen goods in his home, 20-year-old Robert Lee Hunter explained to the police: "I was just trying to prove to my father-in-law that I could support his daughter as well as he could...
...court jitters and was beaten in the quarter-finals by top-ranking U.S. Amateur Singles Star Shirley Fry. Althea took the defeat not as the end but merely as an interruption of her long, often lonely, journey out of Harlem to the top of the women's tennis heap. "I'll be back here next year," she promised grimly. Earlier, pert little Beverly Baker Fleitz of California, the choice of many for the women's title, seemed bothered by a mild cold. A visit to the doctor brought a somewhat different diagnosis-Mrs. Fleitz was pregnant...
...half-breed named Buffalo Dung, who deeply dislikes David and aims an arrow at his digestive juices. Unhappily, Buffalo Dung misses, and the epic staggers to its end like a strayed moose caught in an Armour's assembly line. By then, for those who wonder Quo Vardis Fisher?, heap big David and contented new Squaw Sunday are headed West, perhaps to Hollywood...