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...check stub ("I never sign my autograph on a check"). In Alfred "Rocky" popped a blue Alfred University beanie on his head while 2,000 students cheered. In Wellsville he solemnly accepted 50? campaign contributions from two shy Brownie scouts. In Olean he let ward bosses wait while he strode into W. T. Grant's to shake more hands and buy a nickel's worth of green taffy. In Salamanca he grabbed a baton and directed the high school band, grabbed a hula hoop and, with a flourish, tossed it around his neck...
After repeated assurances that his mark on the ballot would neither give his enemies a hold over him by witchcraft nor make his wives sterile, the clan leader thrust his spear shaft into the ground, strode into the mud-and-wattle hut and voted. Among the fertile coffee plantations on the lower slopes of Mount Kilimanjaro, lounge-suited leaders of the progressive Chagga tribe queued up at polling stations alongside white planters in khaki shorts and Asian shopkeepers in dhotis...
...roaring chorus, the 173 Afrikaner Nationalists gathered in the shuttered caucus room broke into the old Dutch hymn, Let God's Blessings on Him Fall. Then the paneled teakwood doors swung open, and out into the early spring sunshine of Cape Town strode the man they had just elected Prime Minister of the Union of South Africa to succeed the late Johannes Strijdom. White-haired, pink-cheeked Dr. Hendrik Frensch Verwoerd (pronounced Fair Voort) looked more like an off-duty Santa Claus than a hard-fisted authoritarian. Yet in his eight years as Minister of Native Affairs...
...five minutes late. Otherwise Rayner Goddard, 81, gave no sign that this day in court would be different from any other in his twelve years as Lord Chief Justice of England. With his crimson robe sweeping the ground, his luxuriant wig, as usual, just a trifle askew, he strode into the paneled courtroom one day last week, seated himself in his big leather chair, jotted a note or two with a tiny silver pencil, and after fumbling with his ever-precarious pince-nez motioned for the session to begin. He seemed oblivious to the unusually large crowd that jammed...
...said he, in effect: either the territories must accept association, or they must secede and suffer all the "risks and perils" (i.e., no more aid) that that would involve. Then, having stated his case, the Premier strode out of the Palais Royal, announced that he would visit French West Africa and Madagascar to sell his program in person before the people troop to the polls to vote yes or no next month. He was counting on the fund of good will he had earned among Africans with his wartime Free French proclamations from Brazzaville on the Congo...