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...Mone: Not if the leaders on Democracy's side become depraved...
Garden, with lush, languid music by Carlos Surinach, was a kind of lovelorn-columnist's tour of Eden, with Adam, Eve, Adams's legendary wife Lilith and a hor mone-happy stranger as the disturbed protagonists. In style it was light but pricked with wryly ironic wit. Clytemnestra, with a grindingly dissonant score by Egyptian Composer Halim El-Dabh, was a more impressive work and far more complex. Both its power and its tortuous complexities derived from Choreographer Graham's technique of unfolding the story as a memory of past events sounding shrilly in the echo chamber...
...morning last week and set Hollywood's Grace Kelly aboard Deo Juvante II, the virginal white 138-ft. yacht of Grace's groom-to-be, Prince Rainier III. All Monaco broke loose. Rockets zoomed, sirens screamed, dockside trolleys klaxoned, cannon fired 21-gun salutes. Ashore, the crowd-Mone-gasques, outlanders and the cream of world jewel thievery-dutifully roared. Overhead, a seaplane belonging to Sea Lord Aristotle Socrates Onassis, controlling croupier of Monte Carlo's famed Casino, bombarded Grace and His Serene Highness with 500 red and white carnations. Aboard Deo_ Juvante the lovers closed...
Nobody ever accused cocky Joe Cul-mone or quiet Willie Shoemaker of being a great jockey, but both boys know how to bring horses into the winner's circle. Six weeks ago, the figure-minded racing world noted with considerable respect that both of them had breezed right by the modern U.S. record of 319 wins in one year. Last week, on the next-to-last day of the year, Jockeys Shoemaker and Cul-mone hit the wire in a dead heat, with 385 winners apiece-just three short of the alltime mark set by Walter Miller...
Then she slipped quietly back to her attic to read some more about Joan. The Maid, Simone noted, had not been put to death by the English invaders, but by 15th-Century French quislings. Soon Si mone found herself in the same fix. A haughty Marquis, the town's political boss, kept a collaborationist eye on her. Her Uncle Planchard was furious with her too, because of the gasoline tanks. Simone was arrested and, like Joan, lost her nerve, signed a confession. But when courage returned, Simone repudiated her confession, gallantly went off to Burgundy's most ruthless...