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...maestro conducted vigorously. Whispered a technician in the control booth: "What a man! Look at that beat." With the run-through and actual recording completed, the playback started. Toscanini listened intently, poring over the score, at times reconducting the music. In his high-collared rehearsal jacket, he looked like a priest. Then suddenly, the fireworks began. Wrathfully, he turned to Soprano Nelli, scolding and pointing at his score. She had, Toscanini argued, sung a B instead of a B-flat! Nelli pointed at a clear B in her score. She had sung from that score for years, and no other...
...favorite saloons, a near-capacity crowd of 15,000 jammed the Garden; about 80% were women.* With a roll of drums, the crash of a gong, and a harp glissando, Liberace bounced onto the stage, wearing a snowy-white dress suit (later he changed into a gold lamé jacket...
Respects for the Daughters. The President interrupted his peaceful spring vacation and flew north from Georgia for a speech before the American Newspaper Publishers Association in Manhattan. When he boarded the plane, Ike wore grey flannel slacks and a natty blue jacket; when he set down in Washington two hours later, he was clad in a sober dark blue suit, ready for business. In his brief (62 min.) stopover in the capital, Ike paid his respects in Constitution Hall to the Daughters of the American Revolution, who gave him an uproarious welcome, listened raptly to his off-the-cuff remarks...
Compliments from fellow writers are piled like clover on the jacket of Poet Randall Jarrell's first novel, Pictures from an Institution. "While busy at his mighty task, how gay he seems; how gay we are as we look on! How can we ever thank him?" asks Poetess Marianne Moore. "Immense fun to read," says Critic David Daiches. "A sparkling, damnably clever, wicked piece of work." "I am starting a fan club," bubbles Richard P. (7½ Cents) Bissell...
...resting on his ears," called Mamie. The President inspected the cap, decided it was fine, and he and Grandson David pulled a carefully rehearsed stunt on the waiting photographers. They strolled together, very casually, across the lawn. Suddenly Ike clapped his hands. David whirled, flipped open his jacket and pulled out a long-barreled western cap pistol. Then he snapped his trigger at the photographers. On the second try, he got off his shot in four seconds...