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There was not a new Truman. At 64, he was the same brisk, gregarious, stubborn, artless man, the fanatically loyal friend who flew from Washington to attend the funeral of Boss Tom Pendergast, the same engaging Missourian who tripped over his academic gown and blurted: "Whups! I forgot to pull up my dress." Home in Independence for Christmas last week, Harry Truman tramped through the familiar streets with careless informality, dropped in on his friends, doffed his hat to neighbors. Like any well-trained husband, he carefully knocked the snow off his boots before going into the house...
Harried Capital. As brisk, top-of-the-mind journalism, The Grand Design is fun. Dos Passos has fixed his sights on New Deal Washington, located its telltale landmarks: harried officials, their minds cross-grained with idealism and opportunism; ascetic lunches, reflecting the prevalence of ulcers; gaps of hollow loneliness between lunges of ambition; and pure-souled efforts of some men to serve their country without profit...
Peace was also on the march elsewhere in Palestine. On the northern front, where Israel's army still held a strip of Lebanon, Arab villagers were doing a brisk business with Jewish troops in nylons and wrist watches smuggled from Beirut. Lebanese village muktars (village chiefs) were giving banquets for Israeli staff officers, who in turn supplied them with sugar and other foods scarce in Lebanon. At Beersheba in the Negeb desert, 19 sheiks, with a solemn signing with rings, had petitioned Israel for protection. An Arab leader in a Jaffa jail complained to his lawyer that...
Last week, Louisville, swelling with local pride, heard its second premiere. While a packed audience in Columbia Auditorium clapped a hearty welcome, Virgil Thomson strode to the podium, ducked his round, balding head, and stared briefly ahead with his pale blue eyes. Then, brisk and businesslike, he drove Louisville's 50-piece Philharmonic through his Wheat Field at Noon, a series of well-plowed variations on two twelve-tone themes. When the ride was over, Louisville gave him an ovation. As a bonus, Composer Thomson led the orchestra in another little thing he had written, Bugles and Birds...
...nine months Dr. Theodor Herr's appendix had been nudging and twingeing him. Recently the brisk, 37-year-old German surgeon, of Hamdorf, near Kiel, decided it was time to have it out. To find out how his own patients felt, he injected Novocaine and operated on himself. Unlike most surgeons in self-operations, Herr used no mirrors, merely had an assistant hand him his instruments as he worked (from a half-reclining position). Next day he was out of bed, attending to his patients...