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...fake foliage and a reputation as a speakeasy. But Harvard and Princeton boys soon found the way there and crowded around the bandstand on weekends. They muttered sagely to each other "terrific mood, terrific content" as the Duke played such originals as The Mooche, Mood Indigo and Black and Tan Fantasy. The New Orleans jazz boys were then spreading a simple, primitive and powerful music; but the Duke was talking a new pulsing and sensual language. He had not yet heard of Stravinsky, and he had quit studying harmony after his first lesson, but he was using dissonance and rhythm...
...arrived in Washington, the General did not seem to have much to say. It was after 9 in the morning when he stepped off the train in his fur-collared tan overcoat, accompanied by his wife, in a grey sport coat and wearing an orchid. He answered the routine questions in a routine way, speaking to 24 newsmen and into a portable microphone. The questioning over, he asked: "Any more questions? If not, I'll give you something." What General George Catlett Marshall then said was indeed something...
...minutes later, greeted by a standing ovation, Nenni's round, smiling face emerged from behind the carnations. In a grey chalk-stripe suit with a tan shirt and a red silk tie, carefully disarranged to avoid any appearance of bourgeois neatness, he spent two hours and twelve minutes in passionate exhortation. As Nenni's voice rose & fell in practiced intonation, while he raised a warning finger, clenched his right fist, grandly embraced Congress in widespread arms, or modestly spread his long, strong fingers against his chest in a self-effacing gesture, men & women stared seriously and intensely, many...
...piped aboard, the President wore a short-sleeved pink shirt, tan slacks and a white sulky cap. He stood on the conning tower with Skipper Casler, a fellow Missourian, while the U-2513 headed for open sea, beyond the southernmost limits of the U.S. Then, as the boat was rigged for diving, Harry Truman went below to the control room. Elevators depressed, the streamlined hull slid gently beneath the blue waters. The depth indicator showed that the President was going deeper than any of his predecessors*-200 feet, 300, 400 and finally 440. The U-boat could have gone deeper...
...stepped a grey, bespectacled man with a grey, correct bearing. He carried a walking stick. In the lapel of his neat tan suit bloomed a flaming carnation. He fussily flicked a speck of dust from his coat, coughed with the conviction of a man swearing, and walked into the Foreign Office's cavernous hall for an interview with Argentina's suave Foreign Minister, Dr. Juan Atilio Bramuglia...