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Lady Wonder, a 27-year-old mare, can't talk a word. By pushing rubber disks with her nose, however, she can make letters pop into view on a special alphabetical board. Dewing asked her to tell him his father-in-law's first name. She tapped out: MARION, the correct answer. Dewing was happily astounded. But it wasn't until he got home that he realized he had overlooked a great opportunity...
...superlative son of Polynesian (leading money-winning sire of two-year-olds this season) is the second foal of Geisha (a fair-to-middling Vanderbilt mare by the great Discovery). "He doesn't have a nerve in his body, or a drop of temperament," according to Trainer Winfrey. This is one explanation of the Dancer's greatness. Another, Winfrey suspects, is inside the colt's deep chest: "Those lungs may be his greatest asset. At the end of a race he never shows the slightest sign of being winded or tired." Winfrey likens Native Dancer...
...meet Stevenson's forthright and courageous arguments, they hope to neutralize these appeals to reason by such arguments as Professor Moley's contention that Stevenson is surrounded by an intellectual elite, and that he is talking over the heads of the people. The first charge may well be nothing mare than academic jealousy: Professor Moley was once a devoted worker in a Presidential campaign who attempted to do in Albany very much what Arthur Schlesinger Jr. is doing in Springfield...
...average U.S. citizen completely ignores the regularity with which the automobile kills him, maims him, embroils him with the law and provides mobile shelter for rakes intent on seducing his daughters. He takes it into his garage as fondly as an Arab leading a prize mare into his tent. He woos it with Simoniz, Prestone, Ethyl and rich lubricants - and goes broke trading it in on something flashier an hour after he has made the last payment...
Then Nininger points out a peculiar pair of lunar pockmarks named Messier and W. H. Pickering. They lie on either side of a ridge running across the moon's Mare Foecunditatis. Both were formed, he thinks, when a large meteorite hit the ridge at a very small angle. Its speed carried it through the loose material and down to the solid rock below the peak of the ridge. Then it bounced up like a ball and tore into the open, leaving a tunnel. The inside of the tunnel may be lined with a casing of glassy once-molten rock...