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...flash, the Hon. William Alexander Bustamante-Minister of Communications, pistol-toting boss of "Bustamante's Industrial Trade Unions," and leader of the majority Labor Party-was on his feet, his white mane bristling. "I appeal to Mr. Speaker," he roared, "for the withdrawal of the word twist. I refuse to allow anyone to make an imputation against my irreproachable character...
...hear Muffin the Mule make his New Year resolution. As curly-haired Mistress-of-Ceremonies Annette Mills appeared at her piano and ran through the opening bars of We Want Muffin, watching children squirmed with anticipation. Then Muffin, a black & white puppet with a straggly mane and a shabby velvet saddle, came clattering across the piano. As always, he blundered about, got his foot tangled in Annette's teacup, finally collapsed in a dither of excitement. As always, the TV audience shrieked with pleasure. Then Muffin solemnly announced his resolve for 1949: "Be kind to humans...
When the flop-haired little man popped out of the wings and strode briskly to the podium, the sedate English audience in Manchester's green-walled Albert Hall jumped to its feet, cheering like a football crowd. As he bowed time & again, Conductor John Barbirolli's black mane fell over his eyes and he had to push it back. After five minutes of solid ovation, he turned, with tears on his cheeks, to lead Manchester's Hallé Orchestra through the night's concert...
...pulquerias, sad-voiced tenors strummed guitars and sang: "In this year of nineteen hundred and forty-eight a comet appeared in the sky. Have a care, señores, have a care!" Each dawn last week the comet could be seen in the eastern sky, shooting out its long mane of white fire. The tabloid Prensa Gráfica blamed it for the five slight earthquake shocks that rattled the city during the week...
Goat's Milk & Whiskey. John's shaggy white mane and beard, bowing among the perfumed, chattering sea of well-dressed gallerygoers at his show, attracted more attention than his paintings. Roaring with good will, he played the lion for an hour, then ducked out to his favorite den, a pub. The time he has spent in pubs adds up to several of his three-score-&-ten years. For reasons of health John now ' alternates liquor in London with goat's milk in the country, but he much prefers the city drink...