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...glorious part of the age of steam and the steamer trunk, and it was a remarkable performance. But not even old Karl Baedeker could have done it in today's Europe, although his descendants continue the guides competently enough. The Continent is simply changing too fast in too many directions for any single guidebook to keep up with it. There are 10,350 restaurants and 1,100 hotels in Paris alone, not to mention 110 nightclubs and 12,000 bars. Whether or not they could cover all the pertinent sights, smells and tastes, none of today's guides...
Lawrence, who came to Braniff from Continental Airlines, turned to the color brush as a quick way to paint over a dowdy image. Between 1945 and 1964, Braniff had slipped from fifth to ninth place among U.S. trunk airlines, was notorious for late flights, sloppy service and shoddy equipment. Its routes included everything from long flights to Buenos Aires to costly Texas puddle jumps, but the airline had not won a new route for ten years and was barely making money. "Flying had become a crawling bore," says Lawrence today. "But flying should be fun-and colors are fun." When...
...killing defenseless animals and all, but Nkrumah had made chimps of his soldiers too long, and they had lots of bones to pick. The animals, they decided, were fair game. So while Nkrumah sat in Conakry, turning himself into a Guinea pig and pondering whether he should pack his trunk and join his friend Nasser at his Nile perch, the boared soldiers decided what they needed was some good gnus. One night when they were all croc-ed, they turned the zoo into Nkrumah's Bar & Gorilla...
Across Creation. Huia is not crudely awakened to sex. A flower passes under her nose, and "a child is clutched by primeval rapture to which she knows but one answer: turning to a shaggy tree trunk she embraces it passionately. She presses her slight person against its bulk and kisses it with ardor until, flung so carelessly on the storm of instinct, she swings into fantastic dancing, calling to the others, 'The marriage ceremonial, the marriage ceremonial. See me dance at my marriage ceremonial.' Never up, down or across creation could there be a lovelier sight." An unobtrusive...
...poem for the stage, is a lot lovelier than most trees you're likely to run into. True, as rendered by the Lowell House Drama Society, it appears to have lost most of its leaves, and a couple of limbs seem ready for a fall, but the trunk is still there...