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...caresses her cheeks with a liquid rouge, slowly adding color to her face, tops it off by gently patting on a flesh-colored powder. She shadows her eyes with turquoise, dabs a few drops of perfume behind her ears, at her elbows, temples and wrists. With a dark pencil she shapes her eyebrows to give an artful lift to her expression, brushes her lashes with a penlike wand to emphasize her blue eyes. Finally, 20 minutes later, she spreads on the finishing touch - an orange lipstick to match her fingernail polish...
...silent troops waited to see the Nixons off at the airport. At 5:09 p.m. the DC-6B flicked off the runway and turned north for Puerto Rico and U.S. soil. In Caracas the night before, Venezuela's Provisional President Rear Admiral Wolfgang Larrazabal, gloomily twirling a yellow pencil, had expressed his fervent regrets. "It is very sad," he murmured. "I shall never forget this thing all my life...
Three thousand miles away in San Francisco, Superior Court Judge Thomas Coakley looked thoughtfully at the ax-hewn pine timbers of the oldest courthouse in California, picked up a pencil and began to write: "In the days when this courthouse was built, the law was young and often painful on this frontier. We developed in 1854 what our pioneers recognized, as did their forebears in the East, that there must be a respect...
Going Fishing. The P-D has always stood for the hell-raising of Fitzpatrick, who has twice won Pulitzer Prizes for his cartoons. Pencil-slim (5 ft. 11½ in., 126 lbs.), well-tailored, tart-tongued, and an accomplished crapshooter, Fitz was born in Superior, Wis., attended the Art Institute of Chicago, warmed up with some front-page cartoons for the Chicago Daily News, and was hired by the P-D in 1913 at 22. Fitz devised dingy Rat Alley as a cartoonland home for the criminal and corrupt, and his victims squirmed to find themselves there. Wailed one Missouri...
...Edna Ferber is still not over the bestseller habit, even though her books relentlessly suggest that bestsellers do not make the best reading. She has, as a critic once said of Edmund Wilson, "pencil, pad and purpose." Six years ago Novelist Ferber worked up some travel notes and impressions into Giant (TIME, Sept. 29, 1952), a novel about Texas that was as close to the mark as a tenderfoot's lariat, but waspish enough to infuriate Texans and amuse the citizens of the other 47 states. After Texas what? Alaska, naturally, and it is a safe bet that Edna...