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Poker Style. The son of a Colorado rancher, Thompson joined the Foreign Service in 1929 (as vice consul in Colombo, Ceylon), first went to Russia in the Stalin era as second secretary of the U.S. embassy during World War II. That is when he learned fluent Russian and developed his methodical, meticulous, unruffled diplomatic style. As ambassador, he kept this style both at the conference and at the card table; in a running poker game with him, some resident U.S. correspondents lost $300-$400 a session...
Making his own crowd at the Seattle World's Fair, Kansas Rancher Glenn Cun ningham, 52, world's greatest miler in the 1930s, took in the sights with his wife, their nine children, and an orphan boy whom he is caring for at his Cedar Point spread. Cunningham ran 20 races in less than 4 min. 10 sec., a time that college milers beat regularly today, and the former Kansas flash saw no end to the improvement. "They'll get the time under 3:48," a full 6.4 sec. better than the current world mark, he said...
Matter of Course. He was born in Nevada in a covered wagon, grew up in the Arizona Territory. His father was a rancher, but Henry himself had dreams of greater glory. In his blue-backed speller, when he was ten, he wrote: "Henry Fountain Ashurst, U.S. Senator from Arizona." To develop his voice, the young cowboy rode into the hills to address the landscape. He exhorted the boulders to rise against the iron heel of oppression. He demanded of the mountains that they nominate Grant for a third term. While other cowpunchers twanged The Old Chisholm Trail, Ashurst (who knew...
Last week, Udall once more got booted from private premises. On a helicopter tour of the Interior Department's proposed Prairie National Park in northeastern Kansas, he plopped down onto a knoll where hard-eyed Rancher Carl Bellinger was grazing 140 head of cattle. "Get off this land!" ordered Bellinger. "You're trespassing...
Some of the hunters wore the new bright yellow togs, but most sported head-to-boots outfits in traditional red-cap, jacket, shirt, trousers, even suspenders. Pinned between their shoulders was a big red license plate. All were in moods ranging from festive to rambunctious. Said Rancher Bob Lahde, who "takes in" hunters: "You can tell how keyed up these hunters are by the way they eat. First day, they'll take maybe one of my bear-burgers. Then they get a buck, and my wife and I can't get enough food moving to them...