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...Chicago, Ted's powerful game was still erratic-now a siege gun, now a popgun. In the semifinals this week, he won a quick victory over Tony Trabert. But he wobbled next day in the final, and Herbie Flam took the title in straight sets, 6-1, 6-2, 6-2. With Pancho Gonzales turned pro, Ted Schroeder off his game, and the Aussies due next month, the U.S.'s Davis Cup pickers were a gloomy...
...Dance. Herbert persisted. Finally he forced a vote on one amendment. He mustered only 31 of the Opposition (against the Government's 346). But he stuck to his popgun and in the next three hours forced 15 more voting divisions, kept the members trudging to & from the voting lobbies. (It was a trying night for one-legged Transport Minister Alfred Barnes, but he made all 16 round trips on his cork...
...first step was taken when G.E.'s Vincent J. Schaefer turned a cloud into snow by pelting it from an airplane with pellets of dry ice (TIME, Nov. 25). G.E. then discovered that dry ice is not necessary.. A child's popgun shot into a supercooled cloud works almost as well. The air expanding out of the gun starts snowflakes forming. One night not long ago, G.E.'s Dr. Bernard Vonnegut walked out of his front door into a below-freezing fog. He fired his popgun once. For 30 feet the fog turned into snowflakes...
Stop the Fog. But dry ice and popgun explosions are shortlived instruments. What G.E. snowmen wanted was something that would hang around in the air waiting for a supercooled cloud. They discovered in the laboratory that snowflakes form more readily if they have something like ice to crystallize on. So they tossed all sorts of powdered substances into the fog in their laboratory "cold chamber." Silver iodide did the trick magnificently, turning the fog to snow. Silver iodide crystals are hexagonal, as snow crystals are. Apparently snowflakes recognize the kinship and are fooled into hanging on. An infinitesimal whiff...
Soon his men were synchronizing cowbells chromatically arranged like a xylophone; a klaxon, a popgun, a saw, a fire-bell, an octave of Flit guns (tuned to the key of E flat), two octaves of tuned doorbells, an auto pump, a car motor, a Smith & Wesson .22 pistol. His ten players-nine men and a girl harpist-are proficient at making every conceivable noise capable of emerging from a human larynx...