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...list of these guests is a striking comment on the interest which the profession has in the fellowships. Publishers like Arthur Sulzberger, Joseph Pulitzer, Mrs. Helen Reid, Marshall Field, John and Gardner Cowles have all come to Cambridge. John Dos Passos, Bernard DeVoto, and Lewis Mumford have represented authors; working correspondents like William Shirer, John Gunther, Arthur Krock, and Vincent Sheean keep the vacationing newsmen up to date...
Hyenas & Jackals. Like the International Congress of Philosophy (TIME, Aug. 30), the intellectuals divided on the East-West issue. Alexander Fadeev, head sheep dog of the Russian writing pack, called Western culture "disgusting filth" and denounced T. S. Eliot, Eugene O'Neill, John Dos Passes and André Malraux. "If hyenas could type and jackals could use fountain pens," said Fadeev, "they would write such things...
Northeast of Anapolis, pioneers are opening up the great, mile-high, 1,800,000-acre chapada dos veadeiros (plateau of the deer hunters). In all Brazil, its land is best for wheat, and wheat is what Brazil needs. Last year the country spent $135 million on imports. Much of the chapada is forested, but the pioneers are hard at work, burning off the underbrush and rooting out stumps. When a flame sears or an ax slips, friends will give the injured what fumbling first aid they can. If that is not enough, the patient is packed into a truck...
...work about which they agree." Besides, he said, Beard had "exposed ... the idea that historians could ever be entirely objective." Historian Beard took the medal but uttered not a word. Among the new members who were to be formally inducted (but failed to show up): Novelist John Dos Passes, Poet W. H. Auden, Composer-Critic Virgil Thomson and Critic Bernard De Voto...
...Walk" is 96 pages long, so I cannot comment on all the various contributions, but must omit some that I liked, such as "Canto 6, Dante's Purgatorio" by Theodore Spencer, and some that I did not like at all, such as "Oono Dos Treys" by Bert Morton in order to get to the poetry, much of which is remarkably good. ("Oono Dos Treys," I should explain, is a labored story about a foetus that refuses to be born, but talks in erudite English inside the mother, an idea whose grotesque charm wears off rapidly after the first few scholarly...