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...private, rawboned, wavy-haired Jim Patton scarcely ever raises his voice above persuasive conversational tones. But in public, his is the loudest if not the wisest Democratic voice in U.S. agriculture. He speaks through the National Farmers Union, with its 750,000 members (see map), and a network of N.F.U.-run magazines, newspapers, pamphlets and radio programs. Patton's upper councils are a Democratic Farm Cabinet-in-exile: Harry Truman's Agriculture Secretary Charles Brannan is the N.F.U.'s general counsel; Wesley McCune, onetime Democratic National Committee farm specialist, is the public-relations director; Leon Keyserling, chairman...
...public, Hagerty's voice sounds loudest when he announces White House plans and decisions-and in a republic where the manner of presenting policy can be almost as important as its substance, Hagerty's influence is great. "Jim has been largely responsible for the complexion of the Administration," says Sherman Adams, a man not given to gushing. "His accomplishments have been heroic...
...latest and loudest of the film industry's frequent cries of wolf, Edwin Silverman, president of Essaness Theaters (whose chain has shrunk from 43 to 13 theaters), offered a prophecy of doom: "In my opinion, all major Hollywood studios engaged in the production of motion pictures for theaters, with the possible exception of one, will close within the next six months...
...respectful interval after their Thanksgiving colleagues had packed up, The Old Folks Christmas and The Salvation Army set up their collapsible red-painted placards and wire baskets to herald the season of shopping and slush in the Cambridge streets. It is a question of who rings the loudest--at the moment it was the Salvation Army's turn out in front of the Harvard Trust. Rain was coming down steadily and the Army bellringer was too for out on the sidewalk to get much protection from the bank's shelter. He huddled in his damp uniform and rang loudly...
Last week the Middle East's biggest news was negative: for two weeks Nasser had shrieked his loudest to incite the refugees to riot against Jordan's King Hussein, and for two weeks the refugees had ignored him. In Aqabat Jabr the camp was quiet as a mosque at noon. The police force on duty (one sergeant, three enlisted men) snoozed peacefully in the sun. Here and fhere, children played. No one was listening to Gamal Nasser...