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Canadians need no computer to know that small European cars are wheeling the nation's imported car dealers down the highway to prosperity. Compact little Volkswagens, Austins, Simcas and British Fords scoot buglike along the roads, sit -and fit-snugly in many a next-door neighbor's garage, cut tight corners into supermarket parking slots. Last week the Dominion Bureau of Statistics cranked up its computers nonetheless, and produced some staggering figures. Though sales of new cars and commercial vehicles slipped 7.3% in the first seven months of 1958, import sales shot up 52%. In July imported foreign...
...grimly as two Nationalist LSMs unload 300 tons of ammunition and other supplies on Shatou Beach. Nothing happens. Several times U.S. ra-darmen see blips easing out toward the convoy from Red jet bases on the mainland, but each time, as if pulled by invisible strings, the blips finally scoot back inland. The U.S. seems to have called the Reds' hand. No Communist gun has fired on Quemoy for three days...
...long-suffering wingman is Lee Philips, whose fear of combat has led him to booze his way into his wife's disaffections. He gets popped by a North Korean MIG, bails out over enemy territory. Mitchum, of course, has only to scoot home and catch a quick shower in order to nest down with the missing flyer's spouse (May Britt). Instead, the red-blooded rat turns true blue; he bellylands his plane, heaps Philips over his shoulder and reels (about 25) back to their own lines. There Philips' repentant wife waves disconsolate farewell to Mitchum...
...staff who might come in a few minutes late ("Miss So-and-So," he snapped to a girl who was attending a presidential staff meeting, "you were late three mornings this week!"). Papers shoot into his office and out as fast as his bedeviled secretaries can scoot. "Nobody," says a staffer, "can polish a desk clean...
...evening this week Metropolitan Opera Soprano Patrice Munsel will scoot out to New York City's Idlewild Airport, warble through her Show before TV cameras in the terminal, then wave a heartfelt farewell to her viewers as they watch her fly off for Europe. In her prop wash she will leave the U.S. to make the best of TV's summer season, including her own program's hot-weather replacement, ABC-TV's Frigidaire Summer Theater...