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...News's up & coming Station WPIX (to open June 15) solved its cinema problem for a year or so with a shrewd buy. For $130,000 the News picked up 24 of British Cinemogul Sir Alexander Korda's best old films, including such past hits as The Scarlet Pimpernel and Lady Hamilton...
...Scotsman here, returning to his ancestral clan. Clans aren't worth a darn unless they're a-feudin' and pretty soon another clan turns up with plaids and tempers that clash with Parks' outfit. After a couple of deep technicolor breaths of the sky (blue) the trappings (scarlet) and the lochs (emerald) the picture settles down to conversation (colorless, but strongly accented). The time has come to stop looking and listen. Clan wars are futile, says the hero sand because his bonny one belongs to the other clan, the time has come to make up. Ellen Drew, the bonny...
...Ramdas set fire to the ghi-soaked wood with the charcoal he had carried, smoldering, all the way from Birla House. Nehru, Patel, Governor General Earl Mountbatten and his Lady threw last rose petals on the pyre as the white smoke of sweet-smelling sandalwood rose against the scarlet evening sun. From nearly a million throats came the chant, half in mourning, half in triumph: "Mahatma Gandhi amar ho gae!"-"Mahatma Gandhi has become immortal...
...increase in production, which tended to satisfy demand, and part to the rise in prices. In a free economy, prices can also be a cure for inflation-if a harsh one. As London's Economist put it: "Rising prices and inflation are . . . associated together, like scarlet fever and rising temperatures. . . . But so far from being the same thing, one is nature's cure for the other. Inflation is an excess of demand over supply and one way in which the two can be brought into balance is by such a rise in prices that the available supply absorbs...
...morning, the household had to go out and face the sun. It was called 'adoration.' The evening ceremony was the great thing. In one corner was a chair in which Mr. Crowley sat in front of a brazier in which incense was burned. There was a scarlet woman who wore a jeweled snake under her robe. There was a sort of hysterical business. [Once] a cat was sacrificed. The knife was blunt and the cat got out of the red circle. That was bad for magical work...