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...High-Kneed Unison. The Black Watch opened in Washington (where it stirred its audiences to exuberant Dixie rebel yells), moved into jampacked Madison Square Garden, last week skirled through Canada and New York State before heading for points west. Even for a non-Scots observer, the Watch has swank. First off come the trumpeters and the regimental band playing Great Little Army and wearing the somber kilts that gave the Watch its name when it mustered for its first parade on the banks of the River...
Also withdrawn-in the sense that he privately approved of these actions and passed the buck to the Chamber of Commerce-was Virginia's weak-kneed Governor Thomas B. Stanley, who had co-signed the engraved invitations with a flourish. But many another white Southerner was highly offended at the breach of good manners. In an open letter to Governor Stanley, Virginia-born Lambert Davis, director of the University of North Carolina Press, wrote: "[You] have taken the ridiculous position of asserting, in effect, that being distinguished is an accomplishment possible only for people of Caucasian ancestry. You have...
This irresolute performance was the biggest blow to Gaitskell's prestige since he took over leadership from Clem Attlee 15 months ago. Ex-Tyneside Miner Billie Blyton in an angry speech declared he had never seen such "knock-kneed" leadership in his life, and once again there were many to say that Nye Be van (now living it up on a tour of India) was, after all, the party's best choice for leadership. Such talk always pleases the Tories-Nye Bevan makes such a fine bogeyman to wave at British middle-class voters...
After a harrowing week in Parliament, where he was rapped for "knock-kneed'' leadership, Britain's Labor Party Boss Hugh Gaitskell (see FOREIGN NEWS) proved that he can also be bandy-legged...
...stood in a quiet corner for a few minutes, firm in my resolve. but was presently pushed, elbowed, and kneed to the floor by three husky women who then cornered Miss Baker and asked her the most pointed possible questions for ten minutes. I sketched them as they crouched around her (see cut), and later asked who they were. The two ladies on the end were from the Hearst Syndicate, and the Louella Parsons type in the middle was from the Boston Globe...