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...They were first shown under tartan skirts for college girls, and bought not as particularly proper but as overwhelmingly practical. No girdle or garter belt was needed, and no longer were knees, neglected between the long socks' end and the slip's beginning, left bare to redden in the cold; slips, in fact, might be completely forgotten, too, as the long tights were warmer and less bulky. But tights remained off limits off campus. Not so, of course, for beatniks, whose heavy black turtleneck sweaters had never looked particularly go with white tennis socks and who instantly seized...
...novel deliberately omits the development of individual characters in favor of the character of the war itself. The hero is the unknown soldier, alive. Little is given but his name (Gilbert Freeman), rank (second lieutenant) and serial number. But when the 155-mm. guns of his artillery unit redden the night "with their long barrels sliding, howling, slashing the black air with smears of flame," the war he lives through becomes altogether real. And what saves Mitchell Goodman's war from being just a long grisly metaphor is that, despite its absence of individual identification, he successfully turns...
...final judging for best in show, Sister was matched against a bigger, white miniature poodle, a Scottish terrier, a parti-colored cocker, a dachshund and a boxer. After frequent consultations with his wristwatch. as if timing his decisions to television, Judge Joseph E. Redden, himself a terrier fancier, pointed to Sister. Said Redden: "It resolved itself into a choice of the two poodles. There was remarkably little difference in their breed characteristics. In my opinion, the toy was better in the head, and that was the deciding factor...
...York Philharmonic-Symphony (1928-36), at Salzburg, at Bayreuth and the NBC Symphony Orchestra (1937-54). Few could define exactly how the little tyrant worked his magic with them. As he hoarsely, ardently sang along with the orchestra, or exhorted, bullied and implored, he could make performers redden with shame, burn with rage, or soften with sympathy for him. And with uncanny and unerring instinct, he knew which would wring a surpassing performance from each of them. Over the years, he played Svengali to hundreds of Trilbys. After listening to a recording of her singing in Toscanini...
...ROGER D. REDDEN Baltimore