Word: zealander
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...police found New Zealand passports in the Krogers' effects. But soon fingerprints told a different story. From the FBI in Washington came evidence that Helen Kroger was, in fact, Lona Petka of Adams, Mass., and her husband was Morris Cohen, sometime of New York City, who had played guard on Monroe High's championship 1927 football team. Teammates remembered him as "Unc," for his likeness then to Uncle Walt of the Gasoline Alley comic strip. Unc Cohen went on to take a degree at Mississippi State College, later fought with the Loyalists in the Spanish Civil...
Next: Asia & Air. Today, after 60 years in business, the Open Air Campaigners have 20 paid workers ($45 a week), 200 volunteers and 14 mobile pulpits in Australia. Since World War II, branches have opened in Queensland, Tasmania and New Zealand, as well as in Toronto and Chicago, and the Campaigners hope to tackle Asia next. The O.A.C. is designed as a task force to hit all evangelical targets-factories, parks, lunch counters and busy streets. This year the group will tie up with Aerial Missions, an offshoot of the U.S. Missionary Aviation Fellowship, to reach the big cattle...
Tooling through Sydney on his way to race in the New Zealand Grand Prix, Britain's balding Ace Driver Stirling Moss, 31, all but smothered himself in his own exhaust of self-crimination. "I'm a slob," he announced. "My taste is gaudy. I'm useless for anything but racing cars. I'm ruddy lazy, and I'm getting on in years. It gets so frustrating, but then again I don't know what I could do if I gave up racing." Has Moss no Stirling virtues? "I appreciate beauty." One of Nikita Khrushchev...
INCENSE TO IDOLS, by Sylvia Ashton-Warner. What happens when a beautiful and amoral French pianist with a taste for men sets her sights on a God-filled, Bible-thundering minister in a dull provincial town. In this one, New Zealand's Sylvia Ashton-Warner triumphantly proves that her remarkable Spinster last year was no happenstance...
After a three-month search in the Hi malayas for the Abominable Snowman, New Zealand's famed Mountaineer Sir Edmund HiHary descended into Nepal with only one furry shred of evidence that the Snowman has any more substance than Santa Claus. Sir Edmund's trophy: a scalp that Himalayan natives, who have treasured it as a good-luck hairpiece for some 250 years, believe to be a genuine yeti remain. To get the scalp, Hillary had to do some sharp bargaining with local witch doctors, who feared that disaster might strike if the scalp were taken from their...