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...every village compound, among the squalid mud huts, savage priests shouted the liturgy in the obscure language of Geez, slew sheep and cattle for a sacrifice and the warriors drank the hot blood. The old men shouted tall tales of past Ethiopian glories. The chiefs put on their lion-mane collars. The warriors took up their fighting arms, their wives, their pots and the village set out for the capital of the superior chief, leaving behind only the old, infirm and infantile...
...dusty plain in the northern Province of Wallo last week a round-eyed dark-faced kinky-haired boy of 19 stood on a rug-draped platform of dried mud. To the rattle of war drums Ethiopian chieftains with lion-mane headdresses and gold embossed shields clustered protectively about the royal youngster. Across the field rolled a white-rimmed dust cloud out of which moved a horde of 100,000 yelling black warriors. Beyond the reviewing stand the troopers halted, faced to the north, where 100 miles away lay the town of Adowa. Then to a man they...
...rest of the ten get ants in their pants and run out-you pay the freight-because the Wirephoto contracts do not hold the users jointly and severally liable. I merely suggest that the intelligent thing to do is protect your own cash drawer." Shaking his grey mane, he shouted: "Break away from the throne long enough to show you have some independence left...
...manages to persuade moneyed sportsmen to go specimen-hunting for the Academy at their own expense. One of his ace sportsmen is Brooke Dolan II, who in the remote mountains of western China shot four specimens of takin, a rare antelope with thick, curling horns, yellow-gold forehead, yellow mane, black muzzle. Last week the Academy had the four on exhibition, only habitat group of takin in the world...
When Jan Kubelik fiddled in the early 19OO'S crowds stormed the box office. Ladies' hearts fluttered while he tossed off trills and double harmonics, looking 11ke a picture-book musician with his blazing eyes, his waving mane. Kubelik's hands were once insured for $100,000. He was rich enough in 1918 to buy a million-dollar castle in Hungary. Because Depression left him penniless, Kubelik is again fiddling in the U. S. this season. Last week he played with the Cincinnati Symphony, which had for the occasion a guest conductor-none other than Son Raffael...