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...Thomas Benton is the most virile of U. S. painters of the U. S. Scene the honor of being a pioneer in the movement belongs to Charles Ephraim Burchfield, 41. a tailor's son from Ash tabula Harbor, Ohio. In his childhood Burchfield found nothing so fascinating as tumble-down houses, freight trains, railroad tracks. Today most up-to-date museums have Burchfields.. Not so spectacular a draughtsman as Benton, Burchfield manages to invest his paintings with a calm if somewhat dismal dignity and an exceptionally acute feeling for light and space. He lives in an eight-room frame...
Determination and scholarship are bred in the Baten stock. Anderson's greatgrandfather was hard-driving Colonel Ephraim Williams who founded Williams College. His father was president of struggling little Howard Payne College at Brownwood. Tex. But Anderson Baten describes himself as simply "a corn-fed country boy from Texas who doesn't know whether he's coming or going." His youthful ambition was to be a champion weightlifter. When he was 23 he performed the terrific feat of raising a 250-lb. dumbbell above his head. Satisfied with that, he turned to literature. Before he started reading...
...Ephraim, Utah, youngsters found the body of a 2-year-old boy, skilfully preserved, stuffed by an expert taxidermist and buried in a hillside...
...EPHRAIM Brown was back in Chog's Cove. Four-five years ago, he had shipped aboard the privateer Glimpse, he had taken leave of Sue. He recalls; "Wall, I got to go aboard now, got to be going. Take care o' yourself, Eph. I will; don't forget me Sue. I won't. Wanting to kiss her and afraid to do it." Four-five years was a long time: three had been spent on the Glimpse, and then Eph, and Roger, and Sam had wrecked the sloop Marie Elise. The Nahuas had been hospitable. The English, said...
...Ephraim Brown was home, Chog's Cove soaking in through his pores. And here, before him was Susannah, with a small basket of apples on her arm, "a solid simple woman in an old dress and a soiled apron, a woman two thousand miles from a dark girl at Pamilco, a woman all infinity from Celestine" at New Orleans. "You could no more compare Celestine to her than you could a glass of absinthe to a good field." Her large red mouth was slightly open. He said, "It's me." She said, "Aiyes...