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...great ship's bridge, gold-braided, choleric Commodore Cyril Gordon Illingworth paced restlessly. "We'll sail at 3 p.m.," he had said confidently the day before. But for once the Queen Mary's well-disciplined crew paid no heed to their commander's orders. In a strike meeting in a drafty wharfside shed, they were listening instead to the passionate oratory of a thin, febrile man in a cheap blue raincoat and a dirty white shirt...
Official union leaders at the meeting wanted the ship to sail. Murphy's immediate demands (for more representation from the rank & file at union negotiations) were only a smokescreen for his major aim: to hold the Mary at Southampton for at least a day, regardless of the cost. If he could do that, he might inject some hope into the fading Merseyside strike...
Quarterback Jim Kenary, although his blocks and tackles were vicious all afternoon, watched his usually accurate passes sail over the heads of Crimson receivers. The Sophomore tossed several strikes, however, one of them for the second touchdown, and master-minded the team like a veteran...
Five hundred U.S. mules, earmarked for Greece as part of the $300 million aid program, have been undergoing "gentling treatment" at Fort Reno, in Oklahoma. They will sail from New Orleans in September. Since mountainous Greece is not like flat Oklahoma, the mules may find it hard going at first. But at least there will be no language difficulty, for these mules will have U.S. skinners: 50 hard-bitten G.I.s...
...each other in the square. The coffee-house owners hastily cleared the tables. This gave watching Mayor Cavaliere Giovanni Marcovaldi, who is stone deaf, an inkling of what was going on. His paunch protruding majestically, he carried himself to the middle of the square like a ship in full sail and shouted: "Children, children, don't let's be children. You are citizens. If you have a disagreement, appoint a committee. Don't make Fiumicino the laughing stock of the countryside...