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...crawling his way around Manhattan one evening last May, a burly Bronx meter reader named Steve Callinan dropped into a bistro and spotted Raven Novie, 21, a statuesque blonde receptionist who was dining with her equally fetching cousin. "Wannadrink, girls?" Callinan pressed. When they rebuffed him, Raven said, he spewed assorted four-letter words; the manager ordered him away, and he retreated to the bar. As the girls were leaving, Raven claimed, Callinan threatened her with fists as well as words...
Lolling at the bar of Washington's Congressional Hotel last week, Adam Clayton Powell looked the very picture of cavalier confidence. Back from a two-month sojourn with his comely receptionist on the Bahamian isle of South Bimini, the Harlem Democrat bragged of his angling prowess. "Are you worried?" asked a reporter. Replied Powell: "Do I look it?" What would he say to the Democratic caucus? "I'm going to tell them," he purred, "to keep the faith, baby...
Clerk to Cook. According to Subcommittee Chairman Wayne Hays of Ohio, the sessions revealed irregularities aplenty. There was, for example, the peculiar case of the 22 travel credit cards held by Powell-committee staffers. Mrs. Emma Swann, a committee receptionist whose name appeared on vouchers for 20 trips, testified that she had made only three of them - and that they were to Miami for "sightseeing and shopping." Russell Derrickson, staff director of Powell's panel, denied making any of the 26 trips charged to his name. Odell Clark, the committee's chief investigator, was unable to explain...
...connections, or working up from the bottom with forbearance. Lew Opler, a sophomore in Lowell House, spent a month of last summer experimenting from the bottom. On Aug. 21, he knocked on the door of Richmond Recording, one of New York's biggest music publishing houses, and asked the receptionist if he could see whoever was in. He was introduced to the general manager and handed him a carefully-assembled tape of twenty original folk-rock songs. The general manager clicked on the tape, listened for perhaps ten seconds, and said "That's nice, but it sounds too much like...
...young couple hurry along the deserted waterfront alley. Then, with a quick backward glance, they disappear through an old wooden door innocently labeled International Exports, Ltd. Inside sits the late-working receptionist known as Annabelle Luck. "We need a safe house," whispers the man. "Are you sure you haven't been followed?" Annabelle whispers back. "Stand over by the bookcase...