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...critics have dutifully produced a jargon suitable for such works. Sample (Nicolas Calas in Art News): "Jasper Johns extinguishes the emblematic character of a given sign . . . The target of blue and yellow circles holds the implication that from the marksman's stand it would be seen as a sphere of green . . . From a national emblem the flag becomes a symbol of ambiguity; from the insignia it is converted into poetry ... If a flashlight instead of a gun is aimed at the target of displaced colors the silence grows louder...
NABOKOV'S DOZEN, by Vladimir Nabokov (214 pp.; Doubleday; $3.50), follows Lolita, the cannon shot heard round the literary world (TIME, Sept. 1), and by comparison crackles sporadically like sniper fire. But since Nabokov is an accomplished literary marksman, these short stories are on target, and several are bull's-eyes. The targets are strikingly varied: a pair of Siamese twins, each of whom must be his brother's keeper; a frustrated lepidopterist; a White Russian general playing triple agent in the Paris of the '205. The unifying theme, if there is one, is that...
...catcher flashed a signal and stuck up his mitt-a fat target. The pitcher frowned moodily and began his windup-a reluctant marksman. All evening, Cincinnati's big righthander, Brooks Lawrence, had been firing successfully past the St. Louis Cardinals. Now he seemed ready to throw and duck. And he had reason. Coiled in the batter's box was Stan ("The Man") Musial, the indestructible old pro whose potent bat has been tormenting National League pitchers ever since his rookie season with St. Louis 18 summers...
Muncaster, a 6 ft. 3 in. senior forward, kept the varsity in the lead by a narrow margin during the first quarter of the game. As his teammates began to score, the Crimson steadily widened its lead. Muncaster retained his marksman's eye throughout, scoring 24 points...
...York Yankee Outfielder Enos Slaughter, trailed his two companions and their setters by about 10 yds. Suddenly the two other hunters heard a thud just behind them. Whirling around, they saw Slaughter grinning and, a later paced-off 30 ft. from him, a rabbit kicking its last. Said Marksman Slaughter: "Well, you wouldn't want me shooting back here, so I just whomped it with a rock." Then he modestly added: "Shucks, it wasn't moving...