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...come across." A host of problems (irrelevant to the presidency, but highly relevant to a campaigner for the presidency) beset him: his voice was flat; he looked like an old man on TV because his light hair and eyebrows did not show up, giving an impression of blankness; his rimless glasses registered as two blobs of light on the TV screen. Reluctantly he submitted to make-up for TV performances. (An Eisenhower staffer found a make-up man who had been a paratrooper; this reassured Ike, whose tables of organization had never before included a male beautician.) He discarded...
...from 20 to 70, in profession from clergyman to bank clerk, gathered in London's gaudy Cafe Royal to pay tribute to Britain's arch-puzzler, celebrate the appearance of his 200th puzzle. Sporting a badge marked "Mr. X" and beaming at his admirers from behind his rimless spectacles, Ximenes took the opportunity to ask their forgiveness for No. 26 Down in a recent puzzle, which a lot of "solvers" had found too tough.††† He was forgiven. Said one speaker: "We salute you not only as our tormentor, but as our tutor and friend." Said...
...harmless-looking sort-he had the severe mouth, high forehead and martyred gaze of a divinity student; he was nearsighted, and wore rimless spectacles. No cop bothered him as he wandered toward the Washington Monument in the national capital one evening last week, with a .38 revolver and a roll of adhesive tape in his pocket. Though it was still light, he ducked, unnoticed, into the front seat of a parked sedan...
...classes are the same. In his starched white lab coat, with his rimless spectacles twinkling in the light, Haldy lectures quietly. Sometimes he mixes a few snatches of Shakespeare, bits of astronomy or cracker-barrel saws into his chemical formulas. He never raises his voice, but the excitement of his subject gets across...
...minutes after 8 on weekday mornings, a sturdy and businesslike man with rimless spectacles and iron-grey hair strides into the School Administration Building in the heart of Denver and heads for Room 212. Superintendent of Schools Kenneth Oberholtzer usually has a cheery "good morning" for anyone he meets on the way. And if he notices that either his secretary, Miss Cordier, or his receptionist, Mrs. Hendryson, has the sniffles, he invariably stops to commiserate and give a little advice on cold remedies. But last week, affable Superintendent Oberholtzer was a trifle pressed. From all over the U.S., a thousand...