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...Station reported that "things were generally quiet." Under the beverage canopy, 50 quarts of liquor disappeared, along with some 30 cases of soda pop. Joseph D. McCarthy (no relation) was again Field Marshal of Spirits, and supplied the details for those entranced by statistics. Bourbon was most popular, rye the least, and martinis led Manhattans, although the margin narrowed late in the afternoon...
After the "trial," Father Leoni was sent to a prison camp, Mordovia, between Moscow and the Urals. "There, hunger was our constant companion. Every day they gave us 20 ounces of rye bread, two cups of tea and two dishes of 'Volga.' We called the soup they gave us 'Volga' because it was nothing but water. On this diet the prisoners were expected to do heavy labor -mostly cutting lumber in the forest around the camp. Nonetheless, I succeeded in carrying out my mission as a priest-secretly. A Hungarian turner who was Catholic found...
...candor about it that soars above the sordid. Pam's pregnancy and a call from the draft board break the spell but weld the couple in marriage and newfound maturity. Next of kin in mood, manner and appeal to J. D. Salinger's The Catcher in the Rye, The Young Lovers uses a breezy class-of-'55 lingo to shine up the ancient story of boy-mates-girl. Author Halevy, a 35-year-old New Yorker, scores his first-novel romance with a bustling big-city sound track. Subway doors snap shut like guillotines, shreds of dirty...
After Welsh Rarebit. Born in Cincinnati in 1865, the son of a wild West faro player, Robert Henri (belligerently pronounced Hen-rye) got his early training at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts, followed it with eleven years, on and off, of traveling in France, Italy and Spain. Back in Philadelphia in the '90s, Henri was ready for his first circle of converts, a group of Philadelphia newspaper illustrators who made Henri's studio their rendezvous. There, between amateur theatricals, impromptu concerts and Welsh-rarebit feasts, Henri preached a two-fisted approach to painting, drove home...
...bystanders are outstandingly innocent. The son (Richard Egan) of the mineowner is an aging squirt who romances the bottle instead of his wife, and makes rye grimaces at the facts of life. The lady herself (Margaret Hayes) is a country-club tramp who indulges in "two or three hobbies a year." The town librarian (Sylvia Sidney) is caught with a stolen purse by the manager of the bank (Tommy Noonan), whose civic indignation is somewhat dampened by the fact that she has caught him, too, in his secret sin (he peeps...