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...then from their ill-concealed joints to stare at the stage door. They finally appeared, mesmerized their listeners and, without ever once letting up, proceeded with ninety minutes of the music that has all but become the language of our time. "White Room," "Crossroads," "I'm So Glad," "Traintime," "Toad,"...there couldn't have been many in the audience who did not already know these songs inside out. But their charisma doubled. Everyone knew this was the end. Cream had announced their splitting up, and the concert had that primeval aura of the last rites. We had talked to them...
...design, man seems de ermined to upset the delicate balance of nature in Florida. The water hyacinth, imported by a flower lover in 1884, has clogged canals all over the southern end of the peninsula. Clearing operations cost more than $1,000,000 annually. The 30-in. Bufo toad (Bufo marinus), introduced to the Miami area in the 1950s to eat insects, now feeds on the young of native toads, and hundreds of dogs have died after biting into the Bufo's poisonous neck sacks...
...succeeded in alleviating the patient's suffering in its last hours. Observers sometimes found it difficult to follow osteopath David McClelland's complicated juxtaposition of photographs, clever cartoons, nonsense and witty social commentary, all woven into an adventure story. But McClelland's method, which he calls "The Great Goodison Toad Hunt" restored some of The Lampoon's lively humor...
...gales of youthful laughter as he told them the artist's name was either "Heinrich Moorehaus or Schweinhenkel Block-haus, or maybe Schweinehund Block-enkopf." He stared at the misplaced toes a girl had attached to a bongo drum-playing doll, asked: "Is that a three-toed tree toad?" He told others that he was working on "a boomerang that won't return," and has given "slipper-flippers" to adults...
Yelping Dogs. Richard is a hunchbacked Renaissance Stalin with a monstrous thirst for power. He terrorizes less by his inveterate plots than by his malignantly charged presence, mesmerizing those whom he would murder. Called "a bottled spider" and a "bunch-backed toad," he is nonetheless poisonously fascinating. Nowhere is this more apparent than when he woos and wins the Lady Anne over the coffin of her husband, whom he has murdered. A scene that seems logically inconceivable becomes psychologically astute as Richard, who has never wept, weeps; who has never knelt, kneels. With the reckless audacity of his passion...