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...mules were Freudians they would be kicking mad. They always have parents, rarely have offspring. Because they are the hybrid, infertile offspring of a mare and a jackass, race suicide is as involuntary among mules as old-fashioned families among rabbits. When Nickolaas Jecobus Vermaak, of Natal, South Africa, announced recently that his mare mule had thrown a "colt" sired by a stallion, neighboring farmers smiled incredulously. But he had rightly trusted his mule-sense. Mule-wise Dr. John Quinlan dashed over from the Onderstepoort Veterinary Institute, confirmed his guess...
Less than three years ago, boyish, trigger-tempered Ted Nelson, 36, was an $11-a-day welder in San Francisco's Mare Island Navy Yard. His financial resources hardly bulged his vest pocket. Last week Ted Nelson, in his own spick-& -span new $330,000 San Leandro plant, received an Army-Navy E, topped off the celebration by announcing the opening of a second plant in Camden, NJ. in a few months. He had skyrocketed up on a Buck-Rogerish invention of his own, aptly dubbed the "rocket...
California-born Ted Nelson started slowly. After graduating from high school, he spent some 15 years picking up mechanical know-how in machine shops. He finally landed in the Mare Island Yard as a welder. There he fell afoul of a problem that had puzzled the best welding minds for 20 years: the problem of conveniently welding short, pencil-like pieces of metal to perpendicular or overhead surfaces...
Patched up at Pearl Harbor, she limped to Mare Island, Calif, for permanent repairs. With new men aboard, she sailed for the South Pacific, trained incessantly at the job her men prized most-gunnery. She made two runs to Guadalcanal, served as escort for the carrier Hornet, then joined the task force which included the Wasp. The Helena was there when the Wasp was torpedoed, took aboard many of the survivors...
...Andrew, 59, a veteran of Gallipoli, had just finished winning World War II's epic naval Battle of the Mediterranean. Since 1939, first as commander of the British Mediterranean Fleet, finally as commander of the Allied Mediterranean fleet, he had hunted for the Italians, sought to turn mare nostrum into mare Britannicum. His quest had ended in September 1943, at Malta, where the Italian Fleet surrendered. Now, as the Battle of the Atlantic flared with new violence, Sir Andrew set another sight...