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...covering the visit of Queen Elizabeth II to Queen Salote of Tonga (TIME, Dec. 28), Richard MacMillan recorded his choice menu: 4,200 roasted suckling pigs, 2,100 chickens, baked taro and yams, fresh pineapple, watermelon and bananas, shellfish and coconut milk...
...went before us"), which the sophisticated Cooper could chuckle over later, still recognizing and reverently respecting their basic truth. Afterwards, Cooper drifted among the patches of family groups, diligently shaking hands. He ate a huge helping-fried chicken, cornbread sticks, deviled eggs, stringbeans and bacon, two kinds of cake, watermelon. Then he flew off again, for a brief look-in at a tobaccomen's convention in White Sulphur Springs, W.Va., and a $100-a-plate campaign fund-raising dinner in Louisville. This week, after four days of duty at his Washington desk. Cooper will go back to Kentucky...
...weighing heavily on her shoulders. Up from behind a paper-littered desk rose Colorado's Republican Senator Eugene Millikin to trade political insults. (Douglas chided the G.O.P. for a recent Government pamphlet on Ways to Cook Rabbit. Millikin recalled a Democratic treatise on the love life of a watermelon.) Then Gene Millikin stumped to the rear of the chamber, puffed on a cigarette, and licked his lips in anticipation of a good fight. He watched Douglas for five minutes, then stumped out his smoke and moved painfully (he suffers from arthritis) down the aisle on the Democratic side; Douglas...
Around Wiggins, Vasen was heard with respect because he was the operator of watermelon farms and tung nut groves as well as a big cattleman who drove a flashy car and owned a stable of race horses. Vasen was just as impressive up North. His confident talk was enough to persuade hundreds of people to buy interests in the well and leases on the surrounding land at $300 an acre. An 80-year-old Cedarburg, Wis. nailmaker plunked down $200,000 in hard cash; a Chicago hoodlum anted...
...servicemen held fast to their seat belts as the plane lurched and swayed towards the air base; some prayed; one boy clutched his rosary. A second engine failed, and the plane began to lose altitude more rapidly. Four miles short of the base, the Globemaster slammed steeply into a watermelon patch, broke up and caught fire, skittering bits of burning metal at a frightened Japanese farmer who stood near by. Most, if not all, of the men were killed on impact, which was so great that many bodies were torn from their boots...