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...great mechanical mulchers have completed their clattering passage; after the green seedlings have sprouted above black ribbons of polyethylene plastic (TIME, April 19) and the chemical spray guns have finished their hissing attack on bug and weed, the most modern cotton fields in the U.S. are likely to resound to an unexpected and old-fashioned racket. Day after day, nearly a million geese honk their way across the carefully tended farmland. In a time of rising costs and declining markets, cotton growers are showing an expanding enthusiasm for an antiquated agricultural technique known as "cotton goosing...
...been recorded for London (London 5634, or Stereo OS 2527) by the boy Choristers of Canterbury Cathedral, under the direction of Dr. Sidney Campbell. Personally, we are suckers for the voices of boy sopranos, and when, as here, they are echoed and enhanced by the vastness of Canterbury, they resound with great purity...
Avalanches of Change. And so it is. In the flux of history, the most earnest pronouncements of statesmen tend to be ephemeral. The archives of nations are stuffed with decrees, declarations, edicts, enunciations, protocols and pronounce ments that were meant to resound for decades but lasted only for weeks or months. Yet the Monroe Doctrine lives on in the hearts and minds of Americans-even though most of them have only the foggiest notion of what it says and means...
...their jobs. Buses were running and mailmen made their rounds. Garbage, which had accumulated in fetid piles for weeks, was again collected. Europeans sat at newly opened bars and cafes, sipping anisette and eying the passing Moslems. There was little fraternization, but at least the streets did not resound to S.A.O. bombs and gunfire...
Peppermint & Rolls. As the unmanned Steinway eerily picked its note-perfect way through the concerto in Los Angeles, thousands of other pianolas* were making rumpus rooms, rathskellers and taverns resound all over the U.S. Most of them-foot-pumped jobs with no concert-grand pretensions-were being played for the sheer rinky-tink fun of it by people who own either vintage instruments rescued from dusty oblivion or brand-new 1962 models, bought in a shiny showroom. The player piano is coming back into its own again to the tune of Moon River and The Peppermint Twist. And, once again...