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...Burma, cool and stiff in his starched, white Rear Admiral's uniform. The Rajputana Rifles band played God Save the King. Soon after, Mountbatten, his Lady and daughter Pamela reached the wide gate of the massive Viceroy's House. The Mountbattens entered a carriage drawn by plume-decked horses and, escorted by gold-turbaned, scarlet-coated guards, were driven the few hundred feet to the crimson-carpeted steps of the Durbar Hall...
Over southern Luzon stands a plume of ashy smoke (see cut). Mt. Mayon in the Philippines has again blown its graceful top. Most other recent seismic unrest (earthquakes and volcanoes) has also hit the shores of the Pacific: Peru, the Aleutians, Japan. Hasty guessers have therefore concluded that a wave of seismic shakes is burrowing molelike, and counterclockwise, around the Pacific. Having passed the Philippines, quivers and brimstone ought to strike the East Indies next, then the New Guinea region, then New Zealand, and back to Chile and Peru...
Farmer George Boeshore looked up. The big four-motored, shark-bodied plane had passed & repassed over his father's farm all day, practicing landings at the nearby Reading, (Pa.) airport. But this time something was wrong. A plume of black smoke trailed from the plane, then burst into red flame. Farmer Boeshore saw the big craft drop into a glide and head for the field two miles away...
...With a throbbing roar, the giant main charge took light. A flood of flame submerged the launching platform. Slowly the rocket rose, so slowly and lazily at first that it seemed to be suspended by an invisible chain. It picked up speed, roared higher & higher, trailing a 60-ft. plume of brilliant flame. Up, up it climbed, its roar diminishing with distance, its glare contracting until it looked like a bright orange star. Then it vanished, leaving a thin trail of smoke behind...
There is the honest, talented writer who has never published a serious book, but priggishly signs his detective stories with a nom de plume. He winds up cadging drinks, clowning out parody first lines of poems, and warming up bedroom scenes in a hack-written best-seller about two U.S. families who take part in every war since the Revolution. ("After all, I was the person who suggested the whole idea of having Nancy Gaylord be the mother of Walt Whitman's illegitimate child-it's terrific. He meets her at the Mardi Gras and lays...