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Night and day under the bark...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: The Great Ear-Wiggler | 9/13/1954 | See Source »

There are also plenty of head-on brutalities (the audience gets the twelve-gauge square in the face) and a few feeble sideswipes of vulgarity ("Your mother sure didn't do much for a living." "That's all right; she didn't bark"). And the quarter-truths in Richard L. Breen's screenplay ("Why does the law always work for the guilty?" "Because the innocent don't need it") zip by so fast and frequently that sometimes they almost blur into an honest statement...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Summer Murders | 9/6/1954 | See Source »

Cleveland detectives noted that the intruder, if any, had left no fingerprints. Chip was not awakened and Koko, the Irish setter, was not heard to bark.* A police time-motion study calculated that Sheppard could have run upstairs in six seconds, and it would have required 40 seconds to strike the 27 blows that had been inflicted on Marilyn's skull. Moreover. Cleveland detectives figured that Marilyn died between 3:10 and 4 a.m. Sheppard phoned to Houk some two hours later. In the meantime, tests disclosed, a trail of blood leading from the bedroom to a basement sink...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CRIME: Forty Seconds of Fury | 8/30/1954 | See Source »

...bait of hicker' nuts" and "enough roasting ears to kill a goat." When Skeeter finds him a "li'l old puppy dog" lost in the swamp, life seems about as sweet as it can be without a shotgun. Thing about Lady is. she can't bark, but she can laugh and cry real honest-to-God tears. And Skeeter trains her until she can point quail at 50 yards. When, at book's end. Skeeter has to give up Lady to her true owner, the scene is enough to pierce the heart of the most hardened...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Li'l OId Tearjerker | 8/23/1954 | See Source »

...bower's sole purpose is for recreation and the entertainment of friends. The satin bower bird even paves his forecourt with shining bits of mica. But his crowning achievement is painting murals in the bower: "He collects charcoal from native hearths and, holding a strip of frayed bark in his beak for a brush, mixes the charcoal with saliva, which is forced through the sides of his bill to be spread with the piece of bark. He thus applies gesso or paint to the side walls of his bower...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: The First Fauves | 5/17/1954 | See Source »

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