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...equatorial Africa speak his name to hush their young. He has crossed Australia in the pouch of a kangaroo. He has followed the edge of the Gulf Stream in a rowboat to determine the exact date of spring. He has taught Ubangi women to play tiddlywinks on their platter lips. He owns an adjective factory in New Britain, Conn., whence he sallies forth each year, like a vernal Santa Claus, to scatter his sesquipedalian largess to thirstily gaping yokels. These and hundreds of such amiable Munchausenisms have been printed in the U. S. Press about Dexter William Fellows...
Other points for the Cambridgites came with Gerry Downer's third in the 100-meters dash with the brilliant time of 10.7 seconds for the winner. Downer followed Scanion, however, whom he beat earlier in the season. Mal Millard captured a rather discouraging third in the discus, tossing the platter about 148 feet, ten feet behind Wood of Cornell and four behind Kishon of Bates...
Anyone delighted by the richness of British character could find it served up on a heaping platter in the House of Commons last week, steaming with honest emotion, thick with puzzlement, piquant with paradox and much like the late Diamond Jim Brady's favorite fish sauce which was so good that "if you poured some of it over a turkish towel, you could eat it all." Epicures for this sort of dish, Edward of Wales and the Soviet Ambassador sat down, elbow-to-elbow, just above the House of Commons' clock...
Hauptmann in Wax Sirs: Adding to TIME'S pithy paragraph pertaining to posthumous phonographic poesies [TIME, Sept. 30] may I suggest for a bellylaugh, Jack Kapp's Decca platter, End of Public Enemy No. 1, reverse side being Bruno Hauptmann's Fate, wherein the singer refers to the Teuton in the past tense. He fails to reveal however, whether Mr. H. becomes a celestial or takes one of Hermes' personally conducted tours. Me, think Buck Nation should have consulted Bruno's wishes in the matter...
...warranted serious consideration. Excited by the response and quality of the material from the nation's most obscure reporters, Editors McMillen & Lord at once decided that "our prize offer was too puny for an event of such importance." So they upped the main prize by one silver meat platter, one vegetable dish to match and one trip to New York, created a number of special awards, scattered gratuitous $5 bounties this way & that. The contest will henceforth be expanded and enlarged, "the prize offer will be multiplied several times." Well might Country Home grow enthusiastic over their crossroads correspondents...