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...cold, dark January night. John Mendell, 31, and Steve Garcia, 29, both burglars by trade and members of a gang of jewel thieves, creep up to a sprawling ranch-style house in the swank Chicago suburb of River Forest. The owner is vacationing in Florida, and there is $1 million in jewelry inside?jewelry they believe is rightfully theirs. A conversation can be imagined...
...victim I've ever seen." But Levinson happened to be acquainted with a prominent figure in a different sort of enforcement business, Big Tuna. Levinson complained, according to a police informant, about his misfortune. For reasons of his own, Big Tuna sympathized. An order soon went out from River Forest: return the swag. The gang reluctantly obeyed, handing over the loot to Accardo who, police and FBI officials believe, kept it at his home, which is guarded by an elaborate alarm system...
...Nice Day and Night and is laced with familiar themes: an adulterous affair, alienation, the triumph of good over evil. Of course, work demands some reward, and so, with the play completed, the playwright has left her Paris home for an August breather in Germany's Black Forest. "My head is empty at the moment," she says. "I just want to walk, walk, walk." And then of course there is a casino in Baden-Baden and, for her, gambling still casts a spell. Confesses Sagan: "Good God! Once fate leads you to these habits, there's no stopping...
...factual The Cloud Forest (1961) and the fictional At Play in the Fields of the Lord (1965), Matthiessen and his characters successfully, and at times beautifully, conveyed the dilemma of the Western mind: a need to worship wilderness and a desire to tame it in the name of progress and profit...
...trail meets the Suli Gad high up the valley in grottoes of bronze-lichened boulders and a shady riverside of pine and walnut and warm banks of fern. Where morning sun lights the red leaves and the dark still conifers, the river sparkles in the forest shad ow; turquoise and white, it thunders past spray-shined boulders, foaming pools, in a long rocky chute of broken rapids. In the cold breath of the torrent, the dry air is softened by mist; this water trickled through the snow under last night's stars. At the head of the waterfall, downstream...