Word: marvels
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Kincaid draws the strip between trips to the washing machine and feeding her three children. Editors fault her draftsmanship but marvel at the apparent hunger for a comic strip that totally shuns English. In Toledo, where grade school French is mandatory, the Blade bought the strip after it discovered that 16,321 third-to sixth-graders were toiling at the tongue. A Toledo school official says that "most of our teachers are using the strip in one way or another." Cartoonist Kincaid now hopes to launch a strip in Spanish, based on The Barber of Seville. She draws...
...support that other local little ones have never been able to find, but where oh where has it been able to find such an abundance of excellent copy? Coming of age has not withered Mosaic; and speaking as the past editor of another small Cambridge magazine, I can only marvel at its infinite variety...
...about to enter second fatherhood. Ford trumpets his dismay: "When he gets out of college, I'll be going on 83-if he's smart." Never Too Late is a one-gag all-night laugh show. That it can be unflaggingly sustained is a marvel. Much is owed to a genius of slapstick farce, Director George Abbott. Abbott has willing and extremely winning helpers. As Ford's wife, constant listener, chief cook and sole housekeeper, Maureen O'Sullivan pedals from chore to chore on an imaginary bicycle. As a kind of fledgling adult who married...
...true: soon afterward Eleanor Roosevelt indeed descended into a coal mine. In those days she had not yet become controversial: to her critics she was a gadabout and do-gooder, to her admirers she was a dedicated friend of the oppressed, and to everyone, she was a marvel of omnipresent vitality. Later she aroused stronger passions; she was both hated and loved. But she outlived most of the controversy and became the world's most admired and most talked-about woman. To the world, she was Eleanor...
Stacton's brooding chronicle, the best horror story in years, prods the reader to panicky speculation: What lurks behind the shadows of the mind? The death of the incestuous Ferdinand, who is set upon by vengeful dwarfs, is a marvel of umbrousness: "The dwarfs stood in a semicircle, watching. They had never brought down anything so large before. It made them solemn. Ferdinand took a long time to die. Then the rustle of silk inside his brain abruptly stopped...