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...news smote him mightily, but discretion seemed the better part of valor. Not until his mother died did he for sake Marion and move into the fine house that he had bought in St. John's Wood for Bambi and their son Mark...
...spot of the ceremony was to be the christening of the good ship Festival Queen, a commercial sightseeing barge borrowed for the day. On hand to do the honors was Nancy Davison, 24, a somewhat younger, prettier festival queen. She swung the champagne. Bonk! Nothing happened. Thrice more she smote to no avail until the kindly Mayor said, "Give me that please." Whereupon he swung from the toenails, lost his grip, and hurled the champagne into the Hudson River. "Forget it," sighed Lindsay. "At least I hit the ship," said Nancy...
King & Prophet. Some of the questions were easy enough for a Sunday school class-such as "Who smote a lion and a bear?" (answer: Samson) or "Give the names of two Biblical shepherds, one of whom became a king, the other a prophet" (David and Amos). Others demanded an almost photographic memory of the prophetic books and chronicles. Example: "Give six instances where a man or a woman prevented war or bloodshed." By the time of the second round, half of the contestants had dropped out of competition; Mitchell and Krasniansky were neck and neck for the lead...
...books always ended there. But there was more to come, dear reader. Back home in Shea Stadium a few days later, the Mets rose up and smote the fearsome San Francisco Giants, 4-2, before 55,062 wildly cheering fans. It was the biggest crowd of the year in either league. Now that kind of a house deserves an encore. And so next day, the Mighty Mets walloped the Giants once more, this time by a score...
...There was a perceptible silence. Then Master Johnson, age nine, piped up, "There isn't any Mrs. Johnson. One's dead and one's divorced," adding hopefully, "but Daddy's got a girl friend." As the silence turned glacial, Mr. Hallowell rose from his fireside, smote the roadside restaurateur smartly on the back, and speaking for the first time said, "Bully for you, Johnson...