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...recording angel of the American proletariat in the early 20th century was all but forgotten when he died in penury in 1940. He was a mild, slender, clerkish-looking and almost incredibly tenacious man named Lewis Hine. Lugging his clumsy 5-by-7 camera into the factories and mines and sweatshops of America, from the immigrant queues of Ellis Island to the cotton mills of North Carolina, Hine did for the laboring poor of his country what Henry Mayhew had done for London workers in the earlier years of Queen Victoria's reign. He identified a class and made...
India's Prime Minister Lai Bahadur Shastri (TIME cover, Aug. 13) is poles apart from Ayub Khan, physically, emotionally and personally. Scarcely 5 ft. tall, with a clerkish mien and a gentle, self-deprecating voice, the wonder is that Shastri ever became the head of the world's largest democratic state. But Shastri's meekness is deceptive, and, in Pakistani opinion at least, he is a determined, wily and resilient opponent...
...Back in 1914 he worked as a paymaster; one of the charges leveled at him during the recent election campaign was that he had been on the yanqui payroll during the occupation of Veracruz that year by U.S. armed forces. Ruiz Cortines, who refuted the charges, still wears a clerkish air, and takes a bureaucrat's professional pleasure in going through a good statistical report...
...blond, store-clerkish, 34-year-old Phil Dike, son of a California real-estate promoter, started his art career by imitating his grandmother, who used to paint reproductions of picture postcards. At 21, he won a medal in a local watercolor exhibition, shipped off to Manhattan, where he studied with oldtime U. S. Realist George Luks. After a spell in Paris and Italy, mostly sitting in cafés and talking, Dike returned to Southern California, settled down to teaching...
...Georges Rouault. Born shortly after a shell knocked his mother out of bed during the Paris insurrection of 1871, Rouault was first apprenticed to a maker of stained glass, later became the favorite pupil of the academic painter, Gustave Moreau. Since Moreau's death in 1897, pale, clerkish Georges Rouault has lived a mystic, melancholy life. Every day he goes to the little Moreau museum, of which he is curator, near the Gare St. Lazare, often lunches violently with his old friend, Ambroise Vollard, returns to a mysterious home to paint, in brutal black outline, with dark glowing reds...