Word: spills
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...typically English young girl's best friend is her pony, and that goes dapple for Princess Anne, 13, who comes from such horsy stock that Dad is sporting an arm in a sling as a result of his third polo spill in 13 months. His only daughter put on a J.G.S. (school slang for jolly good show) representing her school, Benenden, for the first time at a local meet. She took a piebald named Jester over the jumps to win a red rosette (winning team) in the combined competition, picked up yellow (tie third) in junior dressage...
...past Ulysses Grant's home and Savanna's white pines. Motorists in northern Wisconsin can bid farewell to U.S. 51 near Woodruff and meander along State Highway 70 through country so studded with lakes that the road seems a bridge, and so rich in woods that they spill right up to the road's edge until the turnoff at Eagle River onto U.S. 45. U.S. 460 in Indiana meanders over hills only a spit away from Kentucky to the Lincoln Boyhood National Memorial, which includes the site of the log cabin where the young Lincoln studied...
Chris Pardee took the high jump as expected, but a pleasant surprise was Jack Spitzberg's 6 ft., 4 1/2 in. leap, as high as Pardee's winning jump but good only for second place because of Pardee's fewer misses. Spitzberg had taken a terrific spill on the asphalt track on route to qualifying for a hurdles hest, but scraped himself off the ground in time to make his second jump...
...Abel back. After the trial, a woman claiming to be Abel's wife wrote Donovan regularly from East Germany and hinted at the possibility of a deal. But U.S. security officials opposed an exchange; they were still hopeful that Abel might one day turn canary and spill what he knew about Soviet intelligence. Abel, however, was a tough customer. A scholarly intellectual who spoke six languages fluently, dabbled in theoretical mathematics, and was an accomplished amateur painter and musician, he never admitted either his real name (Abel was a pseudonym) or even that he was a Red agent...
Again, as in the Flies, a pessimistic view of man's basic aggressiveness is the theme, but it's the uncannily fresh tone of the Buttons which makes it a delightful success. When those English lads charmingly chanted "Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Spill his Blood!" it became clear that their best was a curiously grisly Disney. When these French scamps taunt their enemies, "All the Valerans are ass-scratchers!" they are convincing and rambunctiously Rabelaisian...