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...turbojets throbbed, then hummed,then split the air with a banshee scream. In their tandem seats under a Plexiglas canopy, Major Horace ("Beau") Traylor Jr., the aircraft commander, and Major Martin Speiser, the pilot, made ready to taxi to the runway. Their green coveralls were soaked through with sweat; it was more than 140° in their compartment. They faced a nerve-shredding test of their skill and endurance: the City of Merced was about to take off in her final flight in the U.S. Strategic Air Command's annual bombing and navigation competition, the supreme peacetime test...
Murderous Pace. Last week. Spain's Careaga and his team worked hard. Their shirts turned purple with sweat and they kept the Frenchmen on the hop. Urruty, however, was too good. "Yo!" he would yell to warn a teammate that the ball was coming his way: "Arriba!" Careaga would counter...
...Sweat was pouring from his face when at last he fought his way to the great reception tent erected in his honor. From the tangle of wrecked chairs and public-address wires, he seized a microphone and panted at the crowd: "I had a lot of things to say, but they will have to wait until a better time. I thank you for this great reception, but you have spoiled part of my happiness by this confusion." Unable to hear this gentle reproof because the mike was dead, the crowd at last dispersed, tired but happy. As Nehru sank into...
...squeezed into the ornate, paneled Indian Treaty room of the old State Department building one broiling day last week for the President's press conference. Although the ancient wall thermometer registered only 84°, humidity and strong newsreel lights made the air seem twice as hot. The reporters sweat, mopped their brows, peeled off their jackets. Most of their questions were as soggy and limp as their collars...
Livid with rage, his eyes bulging behind their glasses, sweat gleaming on his bald pate. Léon Martinaud-Déplat took the rostrum to answer. "The passion which has been expressed here, the hate on certain faces," he cried, "is plain for all to see." He sneered at the "new left," which. he said, goes from sectarianism to collectivism, with a whiff of Gaullism. Some of his speech could hardly be heard over a chorus of whistles, groans, boos and shouts of "Resign, resign...