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...MOUNTAIN Is YOUNG, by Han Suy!n (51 I pp.; Putnam; $4.95), is characterized by numerous passages such as this: "And then she felt hot all over, going molten and weak, liquid fire rising under her skin, the pure excruciating gooseflesh, for he was there ... He stood in front of her and she caught the warmth of his body and the faint smell of leather and sandalwood...
Nearly Eternal Triangle. Arthur wields the sword against rival kings and unruly barons and welds England into a nation. But the simple-souled, sweet-natured sovereign is troubled by feudal underlords who feel free to have their peasants basted over slow fires or sprinkled with molten lead. Merlyn plants a revolutionary idea in the King's head, to enlist Might in the cause of Right, and Arthur begins to recruit the Round Table. This, of course, brings the peerless Sir Lancelot to court, to Queen Guenever and to the cuckoldry of poor, long-suffering Arthur. Author White tastefully tucks...
...earth's magnetic field is now known not to come from a permanent-magnet core. A probe may help confirm the current theory that the revolving earth and its molten metal interior form a giant dynamo, generating electric currents and thus magnetism. If the probe reports that the moon itself has no magnetic field, it will make the terrestrial-dynamo theory seem more credible...
...rocket rattling from deploying into the Middle East, and Middle East military men could not help noticing that the Russians had notably not intervened. To Nasser, in Moscow after the Iraq revolt last fortnight, Khrushchev boasted that he had weapons that could turn the Sixth Fleet into "coffins of molten steel for its sailors," but Khrushchev's Security Chief Ivan Serov nonetheless warned Nasser to fly home overland, because "your plane dare not fly over the sea because they could shoot it down with rockets...
Sceptre looked good-from the clean curve of her underbody to the long, sharp sweep of her bow. But just eight months after lucky gold sovereigns were tossed into molten lead and her keel was cast on the shore of Scotland's Holy Loch, Britain's yare challenger for the America's Cup also looked a slow boat. In a dozen tune-up races with an elderly twelve-meter trial horse, Evaine, the gleaming Sceptre had been beaten every time. Last fortnight as Sceptre was hauled out of the water for inspection and checking, squalls of criticism...