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...frosty Indiana morning last week. Farmer Warren North, 45, rolled out of bed to get at his chores. After a hearty breakfast (orange juice, cereal, bacon and eggs), he left his twelve-room white frame and fieldstone house, walked briskly to the barnyard. In the early morning mist the low-lying white barn, surmounted by five giant blue-black silos, rode the frozen prairie like an ocean liner. Like a rumble of surf came the hungry bellowing of 400 white-faced Herefords and the grunting of 500 Hampshire hogs, waiting at row on row of troughs...
Aboard the tug H. Thomas Teti Jr. on the choppy mist-veiled East River below, Co-Captains Samuel Nickerson and Everett Phelps suddenly heard a sound across the water like "dynamite going off." They flipped the wheelhouse searchlight on, saw, 800 ft. off the tug's bow, the shattered hulk of Flagship New York settling crazily into 20 ft. of water a mile short of the runway's green threshold lights. The tug cut loose two barges it was towing, churned towards the twisted wreckage, flashed a call for help to the Coast Guard. Nickerson gave the eight...
...details of the scroll on the following pages reproduce about two-thirds of its 10-ft. length. It begins with a somber, gonglike flourish of pines. The long winding advance of the invading army is the main theme, announced by a menacing rush of pennants out of the mist. The peasant at the bridge is a contrasting grace note of peace. High above him the army has found a pass into southern lands, and now, serpentlike, it descends to the river. For a time its triumphal progress fades behind the soft, pine-muffled bulk of an island; then it reappears...
...things like frail mist scattered till...
...evil fates dance faster and faster above their heads, Kozol denies Wendy her lover because, the fellow observes carefully, "how can we leave our friends?" The Harvardman recognizes "there was some kind of vicious stupidity flooding through me, rising up like a sordid ugly mist to obscure the things that were golden" and their desire dies...