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...came to South America as a surveyor for the Bolivian government. Even then, at age 39, he was a stern, solitary man with childlike eyes and a mystical longing for primitive things. He found them: crocodiles everywhere, spiders that can catch birds, anacondas more than 60 ft. long that wail disturbingly in the jungle night, bloodsucking cockroaches, 2-in. biting ants, hordes of vampire bats, rivers full of stingrays, electric eels and shoals of tiny, man-eating piranha...
Crowds jammed Amman's King Feisal Avenue six deep last week. Watching from rooftops, veiled women set up the piercing wail of joy called Zaghareed. The object of the outcry, a smiling, slender lad in a slow-moving, blue 1953 Lincoln convertible surrounded by armored cars, replied again & again with precise Sandhurst salutes. The procession moved on to Jordan's Parliament building. There, dressed in the gilded blue uniform of an Arab Legion general, the lad rose from a satin throne and said in a loud, clear voice: "I swear by God to abide by the constitution...
With the raucous wail of an air-raid siren, spring came all of a sudden last week to Princeton, NJ. Lights flickered off in dormitory windows, and students poured outdoors into the practice blackout. Tentatively, someone touched off a few firecrackers. "We want Joe Sugar!" chanted a few campus politicians as they tried to turn the excitement into a rally for Joseph A. Sugar of Bexley, Ohio, Ivy Club member and candidate for president of the senior class...
Artistic creation gave Bennett only some of the satisfaction he missed in love and religion. He noted the "ineffable happiness" of creating, but could wail a few years later: "I am in a position to state that constant honest artistic production does not produce in the producer any particularly ecstatic source of bliss. At best it is an anodyne...
...Kitt. And since Miss Kitt is sensational, that should be enough to guarantee the revue some sort of immortality. A dusky beauty, Miss Kitt is as feline as her name, sometimes playful, often with her claws showing. Her voice is equally unpredictable--a mellow huskiness which rises to a wail like fingernails on a blackboard. When she stalks on stage, it is not to win the favor of her audience. Instead, she toys languorously with her show-stopping song "Monotonous" and the result is electrifying...