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...last week was something memorable. "Pierrot" was in almost constant fury. Looking like a bald, wet owl behind his big, black-rimmed spectacles, he squeaked invectives and obscenities at the top of his lung power, slammed telephones, kicked the furniture and insulted the mentalities of his reporters, editors and make-up men. The staffers took it calmly. They knew that five minutes after every squall Lazareff would be rushing around the plant and tenderly calling everybody "mon petit Coco...
...Dirty water from a blacksmith's tub, or the touch of a dead man's hand, will cure facial blemishes. A girl should never comb her hair at night, for this will "lower a gal's nature." On the last night of April, a girl may wet a handkerchief and hang it out in a cornfield. Next morning the May sun dries it and the wrinkles will show the initial of the man she is to marry. When a girl sleeps with her legs crossed, she is dreaming of her sweetheart...
...raised white platform in Delhi's Untouchable colony sat the Mahatma, cross-legged on a white cushion, a cooling wet white kerchief covering his bald head. Overhead glimmered a lone 80-watt electric bulb. Reluctantly he assented to the splitting of India. "What is past is past," he mourned. "I cannot blame the Viceroy for what has happened. It was an act of Congress and the League...
...Button, a government forecaster in Chicago, said that weather men could not explain why this year's cold, wet spring" had continued so long. No one has yet suggested that the rising clouds of three atomic bombs could have dispersed the proper performance...
Over the Downs. With the dew still wet on the grass. Richards rolled through the English countryside last week in his little Morris runabout (he left his Rolls Royce and his chauffeur at home). Usually, with his 112-lb. body wrapped in Bond Street tweeds, wealthy Jockey Richards looks like a well-dressed ex-fullback, seen through the wrong end of a telescope. Last week he went out in flannel shirt and whipcord breeches. The runabout pulled up before a rambling old brick stable. There Richards mounted a delicately built, undersized brown colt named Tudor Minstrel...