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Skylark has the sleek look of good drawing-room comedy-a luxurious stage set, a pile of monogrammed wisecracks, a cynical bachelor, a sophisticated butler, a poison-breathing bitch. But Playwright Raphaelson does nothing with them: they add up to a formula instead of a good time. His most original idea has been to have his characters spend most of their waking hours on the telephone...
...control it. If He did not take action in what we have seen at the present time, we would think He was indifferent." Dr. Frederick William Norwood, onetime pastor of London's City Temple, reproached the U. S.: "You are a little too big to cover yourself with sleek neutrality while we shed our blood...
...successful forced landing is one you can walk away from. In 1932 big Detroit Aircraft Corp. made a landing that was distinctly not successful. No investor aboard walked away with his pocketbook intact. One of Detroit Aircraft's subsidiaries was Lockheed Aircraft, absorbed in 1929. Although its sleek Vegas and Orions were the fastest commercial jobs in the air, Lockheed had to go into receivership. Grass grew around its two-acre plant at Burbank, Calif., and the factory had only one employe-a watchman who had started working for Brothers Alan and Malcolm Loughead (later changed to Lockheed...
Purring over the Southern Pacific's tracks toward parched Humboldt River Canyon, some 250 miles east of Reno, one night last week rolled the super-streamliner City of San Francisco. With her 17 sleek, buff cars, well-stocked bars, roomy lounges, the $2,000,000 train (owned jointly by Southern Pacific, Union Pacific and Chicago & North Western) was the nearest thing to a night club on wheels in U. S. transport. It was 10:30 p. m. Some of the 149 passengers were abed in pastel-shaded roomettes, but the club car was still comfortably full...
...harbor, rose and winged northwest on the first flight of her long-planned transatlantic mail service. Three hours later she put in briefly at the Foynes, Eire marine base, rose again trailing a weighted line for a refueling maneuver never before attempted in commercial transport service. Above her silvery-sleek spine flew an ugly, dark-snouted bomber converted into an air-going tanker. At some 500 feet the tanker's ejector flung out a grapnel. It hooked around the Caribou's line, skidded along to the tip, locked fast with a corresponding gripper. With the electric potentials...