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...their best during the writing of The Old Man and the Sea, Hemingway confessed: "I can cheer up everybody except me." She reveals his pain together with her own-which was sharpened by the knowledge that she could not help. Even so, Mrs. Hemingway has also written a decisive chapter in the history of women who do time as artists' handmaidens As usual, her husband had the taut phrase for it: "You hired out to be tough, didn...
...this age of universal gourmandise, hardly a celebrity in the U.S. will not confess to being a closet chef. To put unsung Escoffiers in the limelight-and raise some money-the March of Dimes' New York chapter held a gourmet gala at the Waldorf-Astoria last week. Over hot stoves and chopping boards that ringed the ballroom, 26 contestants from the beautiful, the clever and the famed doggedly demonstrated their epicurean eptitude...
...nothing positive about him." O'Neil blasts other public figures with abandon. He claims Reverend Ralph Abernathy is a "perverted degenerate" with a preference for 15-year-old girls, black activist Bayard Rustin a "homosexual fag," and that the two sons of Tom Atkins, leader of the Boston chapter of the NAACP, were arrested for pursesnatching. The lawyer to whom he said he had shown a transcript of Abernathy's and Rustin's sex trials said last week she has no recollection of seeing the documents, and workers at the NAACP office said they knew nothing of the alleged arrests...
Peter S. Hogness '76 is a member of the Radcliffe-Harvard chapter of the New American Movement, and was assisted in writing this by other chapter members...
...images in Autumn form brilliant thematic patterns. In the first chapter we see unforgettably "dead craters of harsh moon ash on the endless plain where the sea had been," we hear "a disaster of hoofs and animal sighs from behind the fortified walls," we smell "the lunar dust-covered rosebuds under which the lepers had slept." Such descriptions return to haunt us, as they do the patriarch; they are fragments of a real or created past, the whole of which we do not know and he has forgotten...