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Most Wanted. But more and more, as the oldtime nannies dwindle, the mothers of England have, had to take over. In Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park, the nannies shudder at the modern English child, dressed, not in flaring coat and velvet collar, but in jeans and sweaters. The harassed mothers are apt to shudder, too, and each day brings more plaintive pleas in the newspapers: "Kindly, reliable nanny wanted." In such cases, the "titled lady" who advertises has the advantage...
...Germany, with an almost equally strong attraction for many Protestants. Just out of the hospital (where he underwent surgery for an ailment described only as neuralgia), Monsignor Romano Guardini again presided over his "Laboratory of Ideas," with its long refectory table, its delicate Gothic Madonna standing against red velvet, its record collection, and its thousands of books, including three shelves of his own writings on everything from theology to movies...
HEADING eastward over the Arizona desert, high-flying transport pilots can pick up the urban glow of Phoenix from 70 miles out, as the city lies like a blue-white solitaire upon limitless black velvet. Though Phoenix expanded its limits from 17.1 square miles in 1950 to its present 110-square-mile area to make room for a tripled population (373,000), it remains no more than a brightly lit patch upon a landscape characterized by vastness...
...uniform, tall, courtly Governor General George Philias Vanier, 71, first French Canadian to serve as the Queen's Viceroy in Canada (TIME, Sept. 21), had arrived to open Parliament. In the crowded Senate chamber, he read his first Speech from the Throne. By his side, regal in red velvet and diamonds, was his handsome wife Pauline...
...tall, cinnamon-skinned girl has a voice like velvet-soft, rich and shimmering under the smoke-dimmed lights. Her throaty tunes are chosen with care, treated with respect. Her act, when the noisy audience stops to listen, is swinging singing at its best. But these days Ann Weldon, who once knocked around the edges of the big time, often seems to be singing to herself. She is lost in The Clouds, a Honolulu nightclub on Kapahulu Avenue no better and no worse than a dozen other joints competing for the tourist's dollar or the serviceman's paycheck...