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From Chicago came word of a lad precociously qualified for 700-school attention. Twelve-year-old Robert Merchant Jr., a policeman's son, began pilfering from homes in his neighborhood in 1954. Sometimes he worked alone; sometimes he took his four-year-old brother John along, pushed him through transoms. Once he cracked a gas station, found a pistol, managed to wound himself. Four child-guidance centers in turn worked on Robert, got nowhere. After three years of this, his mother gave up, insisted he was incorrigible and a "pathological liar," should be sent to a reform school...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: The Troublemakers (Contd.) | 3/31/1958 | See Source »

...Briton traveling to California with 26 cases of ginger beer. Wears striped pants and kid gloves; constantly jots down notes for a book called An Amble Over the Rockies. Part of the amble is described by McPheeters Sr. in letters to his wife. Son Jaimie, a growing lad who can never fathom what grown men see in women, tells the rest of the story; his insights and outlook are highly reminiscent of Huck Finn. He contributes many a stomach-turning episode, notably his pouring a brew of poisonous Indian medicine down ailing father McPheeters' throat through an oil funnel...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Gold Rush Huck Finn | 3/24/1958 | See Source »

...Getty was a prosperous Minneapolis lawyer. On the day when he heard his son's first wail, he calmly turned on his heel, strode downstairs and said to the maid: "Set another place for lunch." By the time Paul was ten, he had developed into so thrifty a lad that he went without lunch for months; instead, he saved the $1.75 a week that he got to buy his school lunch, ate a bigger dinner at home. His diary of the time is a record of gleeful acquisitiveness: "Fine day. Papa gave me a quarter...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: OIL: The Do-lt-Yourself Tycoon | 2/24/1958 | See Source »

Around recording studios, where the best musical reputations are stubbed out during coffee breaks like smoked-down cigarettes, a West Coast lad named Jimmie Rodgers currently enjoys unanimous popularity. Jimmie is one of the hottest new singing properties in the trade. Without the benefit of Elvis' sweaty circumvolutions or Pat Boone's white-buckskin charms, 24-year-old Jimmie figures to rake in $200,000 this year. The charge that propelled him to success, a ditty called Honeycomb recorded several months ago for a small New York label, hymns in strongly rolling accents the wonders of birds, bees...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: New Jukebox Wonder | 2/3/1958 | See Source »

...well-heeled rebel leaders who are financing the bomb throwing like to draw a distinction between themselves and Cuba's political gangsters of the past 25 years. In Batista they have taken on the shrewdest and nerviest veteran of the gun-slinging school. A dirt-poor lad from Oriente province, he painfully acquired the rudiments of an education, carefully plotted and led the "sergeant's revolt" that won out in 1933. He voluntarily relinquished power, a rich man, eleven years later...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CUBA: The First Year of Rebellion | 12/9/1957 | See Source »

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