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...Heavyweight Champion Floyd Patterson, shook hands solemnly, and crowed: "So long, Floyd, be seein' you-in about two more years." He brushed off a Russian reporter who prodded him about the plight of U.S. Negroes: "Man, the U.S.A. is the best country in the world, counting yours. I ain't fighting off alligators and living in a mud hut." In the Olympic Village, he swarmed over foreign athletes, yelling "Say cheese!" while he snapped photos, swapped team badges, slapped backs, and winked at pretty girls. They loved...
...walk humbly with my God." Not even Daley's best friends really believed him. And on the night of his victory, the freewheeling old politicians fairly danced in the streets. Across Chicagoland flew the jubilant cry of a colorful saloonkeeper and alderman named Paddy Bauler. "Chicago," he roared, "ain't ready for reform...
...subject that Miss Hellman treats with particular humor and good sense is the uneasy relationship between post-ghetto Jews and Negroes. The play opens with Berney singin' on his guitar "De life of a nigger ain't much good..." a point to which the Halpern maid, who overhears him, speaks with some feeling. In a later scene, Berney urges social action on a Negro who mugs him, more or less to shut him up. As these two episodes perhaps suggest, there is considerable overlap in the construction. Since a scene or two might be cut in the process of tightening...
Darren finds it easy to possess the body of Sloan Rowland (Yvette Mimieux), the kid sister of "King" Howland (Charlton Heston), a fellow who owns the best part of Kauai-and that ain't Welfare Island. But winning her hand is quite another matter. Big Brother draws the color line, and when Darren tries to cross it, he just happens to fall on a knife that Heston just happens to be holding...
...maintenant," shouts the announcer triumphantly, "voici Les Bluebells!" Out from the wings prance 17 abundantly healthy girls, strenuously smiling. They are big, leggy and bosomy. They can do a cakewalk; they can swivel through a Charleston to the music of Yes, We Have No Bananas and Ain't She Sweet? They can shimmy, shake and kick their legs in perfect unison. Then they race into the wings to ruffles, flourishes and fanfares in the orchestra and table thumping applause from the audience in the world-famed Lido of Paris...