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Mighty proud of Barbara Ellice Richardson, his brand-new, baby-doll bride, "a pretty girl with peculiar eyes, one brown and the other blue." the Rev. Alvin Horn, Grand Dragon of the Alabama Ku Klux Klan. trotted her down to Tuscaloosa to show off at a race-baiting get-together the boys had planned. But back in Talladega. Barbara Ellice's daddy sicked the sheriff on the honeymooners, and Barbara Ellice got clamped into custody. The reason: bouncing (5 ft. 8 in., 145 Ib.) Baby Doll is only 15. It was all news to the Reverend, a 45-year...
...England from the Queen Mary, announced that he had never before rubbed shoulders with so many unsociable snobs as his fellow first-class passengers. "My wife and I were not spoken to during the voyage by any other passenger," said he. "I got so desperate that I tried to horn in on a bridge game, but was repulsed. The players were all Americans too! If they had known who I was, they would have fallen all over themselves to be friends." The most friendly folks he met aboard the Mary: "The stewards and the waiters...
Across the pampas, tractors towed combines out of the fields. Twenty million liters of wine mellowed in gigantic oak casks in western Mendoza. Off toward Cape Horn, coats thickened on 19 million sheep. In the subtropical north, the machetes of the cane cutters flashed...
SOUND OF A DISTANT HORN, by Sven Stolpe (301 pp.; Sheed & Ward; $3.95), is within echoing distance of the works of François Mauriac and Graham Greene, in which anguished would-believers are pursued by both hell and heaven. Swedish Novelist Sven-Stolpe, 51, a Roman Catholic convert, tells of Edvard Kansdorf, an expatriate middle-aged Swede dying of cancer in Paris. He is a relapsed convert to Catholicism who tries to drown his consciousness as well as his conscience in cognac. The nausea rather than the pain of living makes him almost yearn for death. Around him revolve...
...they are his." Then came Mustafa himself. Swearing his oath on a Koran (printed in Israel), he told the court: "I know those cows as I know my children." Could he describe them, asked the court? Yes, said Mustafa, one had a very large udder, the other a twisted horn. The prosecutor and the judge looked at each other with a nod of assent. The truck in which the cows lowed sorrowfully was opened and the beasts clomped out-one with an extra-large udder, the other with a twisted horn...