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...cover. The Parallax Panoramagram "may mark the beginning of a new era in graphic-arts," said the press release. As it turned out, Look's first ran almost last in the magazine. On page 105, just short of the back cover, persevering readers found a stiff, postcard-size appendage, attached in the manner of a subscription renewal card. On the card was a black and white picture that showed a bust of Thomas Alva Edison surround ed by some half-dozen of his inventions. What made most readers stop and look twice was the picture's distinct illusion...
...Wilde Postcard. It is often hard to disagree with the judgment. Born in Rome in 1880 and grandiosely christened Guglielmo Alberto Wladimoro Alessandro Apollinaire Kostrowitzky, the future poet was in fact the bastard son of a beautiful Polish courtesan and an unknown man, possibly of noble blood. "Your father a sphinx," Apollinaire once bitterly gibed at himself, "your mother a one-night stand." At 19, he was helping his mother swindle a hotelkeeper in Belgium out of three months' food and lodging. At 20, when a young English governess refused to accept his hand in marriage, he threatened...
Terrified not only by this drama but by such spooky things as a postcard from him with Oscar Wilde's famous line "For each man kills the thing he loves," the girl sensibly fled to England and finally emigrated to California. Apollinaire in turn sat down to write La Chanson du Mal-Aimé, a long poem that swings between lyrical passion and harsh, direct descriptive talk in a way which was to put a lasting mark on modern French poetry. The nights in Paris all drink gin And fall asleep with their streetlights on. Trolley cars...
...rugged, remote northwest corner of Montana, the Yaak River Valley is a picture postcard of some yesteryear. Moose muse among the willows. Elk graze on the slopes. White-tailed deer browse in the bottom land. Deep among the whispering pine and the hemlock, among the silver aspen and birch, the bears dig into windfalls for grubs. Rainbow trout, cutthroat and whitefish tumble in Beetle and Winkum Creeks...
Shriver had cause for insomnia-as one event swiftly proved. Hardly had the Peace Corps put its feet on foreign ground than there was a major flap: a corps girl named Margery Michelmore, stationed in Nigeria, dropped a home-addressed postcard that seemed critical of life in that shoeless African nation; it was picked up, put in anti-American channels, and screechingly publicized.*Shriver is convinced that the subsequent success of the Peace Corps has been such that there will be no repetition of that incident. "It won't happen again -not like that," he says...