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When chubby Nell van Vliet, 22, a baker's daughter, arrived from Holland two months ago, she waved her hand at the questions, ticked off U.S. women swimmers: "Free style? Yes, Ann Curtis, the best in the world. Your backstroke swimmers? Two or three good ones. But breast-strokers?" Nell wrinkled her nose significantly. She knew that she was far & away the best woman breaststroke swimmer going...
Actress Judith Anderson and the producers of the Broadway hit, Medea, resigned from each other, refused to tell anybody what it was all about. Business was fine; breast-beating Star Anderson had been a critical and popular sensation. But now everything was off after May, including next season's road tour. "They thought they knew everything and I knew nothing," was all the star would...
...feeling of insecurity, and is thus a cause as well as a symptom, Dr. Halliday believes. Western society also suffered from changes in child-rearing, he thinks. Dr. Halliday looks skeptically at the flush toilet, and deplores its leading to too-early toilet training, hence frustration. The decline in breast-feeding and the general use of baby carriages, he thinks, robbed children of needed, reassuring contact with their mothers. Many changes were good physiologically, but bad psychologically...
...hotels, Democrats tried hard to whip themselves into a festive spirit. There was terrapin soup, breast of capon, and plenty of champagne. (The Statler served a dessert called "bombe atomic.") At the Statler, preliminary speakers included Sam Rayburn, Congresswoman Helen Gahagan Douglas in a fetching white dress, and Alben Barkley. At the Mayflower, there were Fannie Perkins in a beaded dress, The Bronx Boss Ed Flynn -who almost forgot to stand up during the playing of the Sidewalks of New York -and Jim Farley, who got the biggest hand of all when he said he was glad to be there...
...experiences as this one in Sicily are part of the day's work. But the day's work to Father Lombardi smacks of the miraculous, for he feels himself to be a man possessed. "It is not I who do these things," he says, repeatedly striking his breast with his white, bunched fingers. "It is Jesus." And all up & down Italy, in the big cities and the little towns, the people believe that it is Jesus indeed...