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...were met on the open road by a huge, red-cheeked adjutant who swung down from a truck loaded with heavily armed soldiers. He would escort us to the command post of Lieut. General Li Mi, commander of the Thirteenth Army Group. He pointed north toward a hill rising like the hump of a razorback hog out of the fields. The truck wallowed off the road through a shallow ditch and followed a telephone wire stretched across the parched, lumpy land, already sown with winter wheat...
...Time for Luxury." On top of the hill we shook hands with General Li Mi in front of his headquarters-a crude lean-to fashioned out of wooden poles covered with kaoliang stalks. He waved us to a rock ledge in front of the lean-to and said, with a grin, "Come sit with me on my sofa." General Li apologized for the roughness of his quarters. "Every day I move," he said. "We have no time for luxury." Li wore a padded private's uniform and a private's winter helmet with the earflaps drawn...
...next month, they had hit upon a handsome gift: a clock, not nearly so big as Big Ben, but big enough to bang out the hours in deep and dependable tones. Topping a 33-ft. granite tower, the $10,000 clock will stand smack in the middle of 2-mi.-high La Paz.* Cracked Buenavista: "What is the use of having a British clock if the man who sets it is a Bolivian? Let us by all means have a Britisher, or at any rate someone not a Bolivian...
...wires, begging Dorothy to hold off until he could get up to Valley Stream. He telegraphed a $100 down payment. Dorothy described him as a horse breeder named Arthur Howard, said he was a boyish 42 and almost six feet tall. "He's got oodles of do-re-mi,'' she added softly...
...famed Boston Marathon, run last week, was supposed to be the final Olympic tryout for 129 U.S. marathoners. But the man who won the 26-mi. 385-yd., up-&-downhill race was Gerry Cote, a 34-year-old policeman from St. Hyacinthe, Quebec. To celebrate his fourth B.A.A. triumph, jaunty Gerry gulped a bottle of beer and lit up a fat stogie. The Olympic marathon committee picked its three-man U.S. team from marathoners who had finished from 250 yards to 350 yards behind Canada's Cote...