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Though popularly known as the goddess of the hunt, Artemis was worshiped at Vravron as a protector of maternity. From a still legible book of offerings, Papadimitriou and his team confirmed that pregnant women left rings at the temple to secure protection, and that those who died in pregnancy or childbirth bequeathed to the goddess their most precious possessions...
Sylva, by Vercors. A fox becomes a girl, offering French Novelist Vercors endless opportunities for instructive irony; perhaps the author's best notion is that the girl's protector must consult Freud to give her some much-needed inhibitions...
...alike to recapture the zeal of early Christians if they would save the world from Communism. In 1955, he set up an ambitious Better World Institute on Lake Albano, near Rome, as a center for Christian studies of social reform. During its first three years, while his friend and protector Pope Pius XII was alive, more than 260 bishops, 3,000 priests and 2,000 laymen came to the institute for courses on democracy and the redistribution of wealth. Pope John XXIII has been less enthusiastic about Father Lombardi's kind of evangelism. In recent years the institute...
...Samson, as is noted in files of the London police. The uncertainty reflects the book's focal paradox: Sammael is the angel of death, but Samson, as the author explains (stoutly refusing to allow himself the joys of obscurantism) means "of the sun, solar." The bookseller is subverter, protector, panderer and priest to a group of curious cripples-Julius, his bloodless, asexual young assistant; Louise, a housewife whose husband thinks her job is honest modeling; Bert, a cheerful, muscled vacuum; Veronica, a faintly mad Soho drifter; and Bateman, a policeman. Louise, Bert and Veronica pose for the pornographic pictures...
Death & Laughter. Vercors' fox-woman, whom her new protector calls Sylva from the Latin word for forest (Garnett's changeling lady was named Silvia), has the pretty figure of a lithe and leggy 18-year-old with brilliant onyx eyes and, of course, red hair, but inside she is all fox. Richwick learns this the hard way. Sylva sleeps under the bed, curled up in a vulpine ball; she refuses to wear a stitch of clothes, and she smells so strong that her room must be cleaned and thoroughly aired each day. She bolts down whole chickens, crunching...