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...corpse lying in the storm cellar. The corpse-apparently several months old- was wearing a belt which looked like one that had belonged to Will Hebner. Authorities began to look for his wife, presently found her in Dade County, Fla. living with a man named Grover. Invited to return to Pocahontas to shed some light on the matter, Mrs. Hebner did so. Last week the coroner's jury to whom she told her tale, scarcely knew whether to be more bewildered by it as a denial of murder, or as a confession of more escapades than they had dreamed...
...left home temporarily to marry a Montana rancher whom she subsequently deserted as "too cranky." Mrs. Hebner advertised herself again, this time got herself a Putnam, Okla. farmer. Again she returned to Pocahontas and Hebner. She said he went away last year and she went to Florida to see Grover...
Faced with the liveliest mystery in Arkansas criminal records, police were last week looking for Will Hebner, dead or alive, and for his brothers, to see if they could identify the corpse in the Hebner cellar. Informed by the Deputy Prosecutor that her Miami friend, Grover, had hoped to marry her, grey-haired, 55-year-old Mrs. Hebner, indicted last week for Hebner's murder, betrayed maidenly confusion. Said she: "Well, I didn't know that. It certainly was nice...
...Month ago President Grover Whalen of the New York World's Fair Corporation found himself besieged by Manhattan artists. Their grievance: that the Fair had failed to allocate ground or building for an art exhibition (TIME, Feb. 7). Last week Mr. Whalen and his directors faced growing criticism from another quarter. On view at Manhattan's Museum of Modern Art were two sets of pictures, contrasted with a minimum of comment: 1) sketches for houses of the familiar "modern Colonial" type in a "Town of Tomorrow" planned to cover ten acres at the New York World...
...plot of Our Town centres in a bashful boy-and-girl romance, but the general theme is more properly the chores and pleasures of Grover Corners as a whole. Without solemnity. Wilder seeks to transform the commonplaces of village life into the verities of human existence. Using fibred dialogue and lucid pantomime, for two acts he catches the fumbling wonderment of ordinary people, cakes their life with humor, charges it with feeling. The emotional climate is exactly right: warm...