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Died. Valentina Pavlovna Guercken Wasson, 57, Russian-born Manhattan pediatrician who, with her husband, stood in the absolute front rank of amateur experts on the mushroom; of cancer; in Manhattan. Dr. and Mrs. R. Gordon Wasson (a vice president of J.P. Morgan & Co., Inc.) traveled around the world in pursuit of exotic mushrooms, published in 1957 the two-volume Mushrooms, Russia and History. Probably the most recondite work on mycology ever printed, it was limited to 512 copies, sold for $125, now brings...
...wives and children of missing workers. On Christmas Day the tremors continued. Even the gallery visited by King Baudouin caved in, and when a rescue-workers' tent set up on the hillside suddenly vanished into the bowels of the earth, all 150 rescue workers were withdrawn. Four mushroom growers were known dead, 14 were missing, and 20 injured. Among the missing: Pierre Heynen in his automobile. His father, Willem, whose initiative had helped bring prosperity to Zichen Zussen Bolder, groaned: "If only I had never started this! If only we had remained poor...
...Opposition want to defend is not resting on the six months' stay of political execution that Khrushchev so grandly conceded. Hardly 1% of its bank deposits have fled to safer havens in the West since the crisis began; only a few factory orders have been canceled. Buildings still mushroom, factories still hum, refugees still pour in, as many as 2,000 a week, from Communist Germany...
...proportions are the most graceful and a charmingly untypical consistancy creates a kind mis en scene, a vignette of times past. The lack of proportion which marks the Hub, ill-grown and non-planned, is Roman in a way. No other traits unite the two cities, but both mushroom and expand with extraordinary nonchalance, and order survives where...
...turns his head and squints. "Gas?" he says. "Well, they used the phosgene, what I got; and chlorine; and the mustard gas shells mixed in with the regular barrage. You could tell when one hit, because it only made a kind of pouff! and then you'd see a mushroom spreading along the ground, like that smoke over there. Only there wasn't anywhere to run at the Wheatfields. I was lucky it wasn't mustard. The mustard ate you in pieces...