Word: wagoner
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DIED. Frederick Merk, 90, onetime head of the Harvard history department and author of Manifest Destiny and Mission in American History (1963); of a heart attack; in Cambridge, Mass. From 1923 until his retirement in 1957, he taught a famous course-known to generations of students as "Wagon Wheels" or "Cowboys and Indians"-that traced the settlement of the American West...
...with their friends. That was essentially the case. A year ago, when he last played Los Angeles, he was drinking and down enough to be thoroughly believable as he sang his own Help Me Make It Through the Night. Now, sober as a choirboy (he has been on the wagon since last September), he held Rita's hand, whispered to her and blended his deep, friendly baritone with her voice of amber and honey. The capacity crowd of 3,700 roared back cheers and bravos...
...manner turned into downright discourtesy. On past state visits Brezhnev, known as a car buff, had received an automobile as a present. This time the French decided to give him not one, but two: a Matra Simca Bagheera sports model and a Matra Rancho cross-country station wagon. But the new Soviet President was not pleased with the color of the trim on the wagon's seats (tan) and its exterior (green). Mortified French officials rushed the vehicle back to its manufacturer, where assemblymen worked frantically on reupholstery (brown) and a new paint job (blue...
Born in Germany, where his father was a baron, Von Braun showed a precocious interest in rocketry; at the age of twelve he managed to construct a rocket-powered wagon, and by the time he was 21 he had outlined the design for a moon rocket. His genius led the German army to employ him in 1932 to develop liquid-fueled rockets; by 1937 it had moved him to the Baltic Sea port of Peenemünde, where began the work that led to Hitler's dreaded V-2 rocket. As the war drew to a close, Von Braun...
Unfortunately, as innocent as such a solution may seem, it is filled with as many perils as, well, a 19th century medicine man's wagon. In the case of cancer, quack remedies involve more than bustled ladies sipping alcohol-laced Lydia Pinkham's compound or husky baldpates rubbing themselves with hair-growth oil. They are a cruel hoax that distracts cancer patients from possibly effective therapy. Even if it were accompanied by a caveat, an FDA stamp of approval for Laetrile would draw still more cancer patients away from conventional treatment-with disastrous consequences. Says Dr. Vincent DeVita...