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...burly head of Bernard Francis ("Barney") Dickmann, the enterprising bachelor realtor who is St. Louis' mayor until at least April 6 (municipal election day), last week literally was in a smoky fog, and had been there for many winter weeks. The murk over St. Louis has been so thick that the new Governor of Missouri, Lloyd Crow Stark, an enterprising nurseryman, could not see the city streets when he flew over during an inspection of the Ohio-Mississippi flood. He wished that Mayor Dickmann would sign a pending city ordinance to abate the smoke which makes St. Louis grimier...
...contrivance, everyone was told, permitted a pilot to find an airport no matter how dirty the weather. TWA's Chief Pilot O. W. Coyle took off with a party to prove it. With the cockpit of his big Douglas hooded, he climbed swiftly up through the murk in the deep San Fernando Valley, circled away over the wrinkled mountains which have given the region the name of "the worst flying country in the U. S." Time & again Pilot Coyle intentionally got lost. Each time he winged unerringly back to the field. Just as he was doing so the last...
...Into the murk of old Sanders Theatre marched the 554 foreign delegates to Harvard's Tercentenary Celebration in their robes of black, scarlet, gold. Up to President James Bryant Conant and Harvard's Fellows, waiting on the dusty stage, they filed like graduates in some fabulous commencement. First, according to seniority, came swarthy Professor Saleh Hashem Attia from that most ancient university, Al-Azhar, founded at Cairo in 970 A. D. Lanky, bespectacled President Conant, trying to keep the golden tassel of his mortarboard from slipping forward as he bowed, pumped Professor Attia's hand, drawled...
...voice of a man amplified to unearthliness rumbled through the hall. Chairman Henry Prather Fletcher, a midget in white, stood in a blaze of golden light from batteries of lights above his head. Everywhere cigaret smoke curled through the blue beams of eight great floodlights glaring down from the murk upon the G. O. P.'s quadrennial passion play of politics...
...church music and a commentary by a U. S. priest named Rev. Matthew Kelly, the picture presents no conflict, reaches no climax, accepts without demur the phenomenon of women adopting a medieval mode of life to become mystical brides of Christ. Much of Cloistered was filmed in a churchly murk illumined with twinkling candles and rare shafts of sunlight. Arresting shots: nuns wielding pickaxes, laying bricks, pecking typewriters, operating a printing press; penitents sewing under the watchful eyes of Magdalens; a single nun prostrating herself face down; nuns swirling to & fro before a classic portico; the great scenes of investiture...