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...What, positively, is needed to re-evangelize Britain? ... It will be no use to stifle debate . . . That will merely leave people in the fading twilight of religiosity in which they are stranded already. We have got to get them arguing . . . The great days of the Nonconformist chapels and of the splits among Presbyterians in Scotland must come back-the days when, as still happens in parts of Wales, it seemed as natural to drop into an argument over theology as over the Test Match. The first step towards this is to get people to think out their own present position...
December's early twilight had barely faded one chill evening last week, when the President of the U.S. and his wife arrived on the Ellipse south of the White House. The Marine Band and a red-robed choir were raising the strains of the Hallelujah Chorus for a gathering crowd as the President made his way to a stage near the national Christmas tree, a 67-ft. balsam fir. Dwight Eisenhower removed his overcoat, stood bareheaded in the night air and gave his Christmas greetings to the world...
They Laid Him Low. One day early this month, a rifleman waited patiently in the tall corn near the home pasture, until, at twilight, Webb began to plow. The legend was that Webb wore armor and could only be killed by a bullet in the brain. The marksman aimed carefully, and at 200 feet his aim was true. He fired twice again-while daughter Ursley Jean raised her father in her arms-and hit Webb twice again, but the first bullet was enough...
While the big bass drum stood guard, the Harvard Band surprised both Smith and Cornell this past weekend with twilight concerts. The Band rolled into Smith Friday night while the girls were preoccupied with visiting Yale...
...fancy now, beneath the twilight gloom, Come, let me lead thee o'er this 'second Rome' . . . This embryo capital, where fancy sees Squares in morasses, obelisks in trees; Which second-sighted seers e-v'n now adorn With shrines unbuilt and heroes yet unborn Though naught but woods and Jefferson they see, Where streets should run and sages ought...