Better than Raisins. In New Orleans, Tulane Zoologist Edward Hathaway deplored the wasteful practice of discarding flour containing clean, nutritious, wholesome weevils.

Not for Geraniums. In Seattle, the Coast Guard caught a man carting away a mine he had found on the beach, asked him what he planned to do with it, subsequently announced: mines found on the beach must not be converted into flower pots.

The Nod. In Toronto, St. Clair Hilborn, charged with giving his son a lethal dose of sleeping pills, explained that he had been hexed by a black cat which shook its head at Hilborn, nodded significantly at the son.

Parliamentary Language. In Cape Town, South Africa, Member of Parliament Louis Bosnian lost his temper, called M.P. Johannes Serfontein "a concentrated mass of protoplasmic nitrogenous venom."

Put Up or Climb Out. In Vancouver, Mrs. W. Davis complained to police that a man who had slept in her bathtub for several nights would neither leave nor pay rent.

Extraction. In Portland, Ore., a shopper popped out her false teeth, let them lie. Reason: she refused to lose her place in the nylon queue.

Never Say Die. In Kemmerer, Wyo., Sherman Wade, skinning a dead horse, hit a nerve, got a kick in the face.

Higher Priority. In Greeley, Colo., Jury Commissioner J. D. Savier issued a summons, got the reply: "The Lord beat you to it. My husband died a week ago."

Any Argument? In Dillon, S.C., Harmon Herring, fresh from a touch-&-go wrestling match with a wildcat (which he finally throttled), announced authoritatively that no man can lick his weight in wildcats.

Bang-Up Blend. In Nylstroom, South Africa, a habitual smoker absently dropped a .22 cartridge into his tobacco pouch, later filled and lit his pipe, puffed contentedly until the pipe abruptly and noisily vanished, and a small round hole appeared in the roof.

Rite of Spring. In Fabens, Tex., Mary Louise Nye, asked why she was driving down the main street buff-bare, drawled blissfully: "The sun felt so good, I just unconsciously removed my clothes."

The Look. In Chicago, Alois Knapp announced a global nudism campaign. Chief argument: as important as a common language was a common look.

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