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...cars, boasts of its gas mileage (15.8 m.p.g. under picture-perfect proving-ground conditions). He started a dealer sales contest, something unheard of at Cadillac in two decades. Prize: a week in Hawaii for 211 winners. In February he brought out Cadillacs in three new spring colors: Lido Green, Pueblo Beige and Mandarin Orange. Result: from a low of 11,581 in February, Cadillac sales climbed to 26,034 in May, a record for the month and almost 14% better than May 1973. That turnaround in a year of sales disaster for big cars makes Lund, at 54, a candidate...
...Amour's love for the frontier distinguishes him from these pulp merchants. His Indians could have stepped quietly from the pages of Carlos Castaneda, and his historical background has signs of sly humor: "Los Angeles, the tiny pueblo toward which they were sailing ..." Publishers report an increase in sales of western novels after a decline in the '60s, and they link this new interest to a nostalgia for the old America. No wonder, then, that L'Amour has become so popular. There is hardly a better trail guide. · Helen Rogan
...Pueblo. An ABC drama about the North Korean seizure of the electronic intelligence ship, USS Pueblo. This repeat, starring Hal Holbrook, supposedly works on a dream-like structure, and since it's all based on the public record, that's probably the best way to do it. Ch. 5, 9 p.m. 2 hours...
...roughly handsome, mustachioed face as he talked in a rush of Spanish I could scarcely make out. His green uniform and the epaulets on his shoulders indicated that he was a military officer, as were all of the nation's police force. The sole official authority in the pueblo, he had to see to it that all ran smoothly...
...Julio dominated the conversation. He would begin answering my questions even before they were half-stated, unable to wait longer lest I say something that might cast a shadow on the life of this, his pueblo. "No," he said proudly, "we have no trouble with leftists here. We are good people in Morochata, no Communists or atheists." Another glass for our guest, he signaled to the woman when he noticed I had emptied the pitcher. A second, and then a third glass more, despite all of my protestations as I felt myself going a bit dizzy. The room was beginning...