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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Early this year Major James R. Randolph, U. S. Army Ordnance Reserve, predicted in Army Ordnance that rockets would eventually assume a major role as carriers of high explosives. Hardheaded Major Randolph declared that "in the present state of the art, there probably would be no great difficulty in equaling with rockets the performance of the German long-range gun that bombarded Paris from a distance of 75 miles. But instead of firing shots of moderate caliber at long intervals, a rocket plant could fire the equivalent of 24-inch shells about as fast as desired. Such a job would...
...well knows, is the pen name of two quirky fictioneers named Manfred Lee and Frederic Dannay, cousins who look as much alike as oboe players. Ten years ago Manny was a movie publicist, Fred an ad agency man. Now their Ellery Queen's published adventures stack 16 volumes high, he has been in the movies, on the stage, on the lecture platform, and this year in radio he has been both actor (on MBS's Author, Author) and writer...
...Writes Critic Craven, himself a Kansan: "These vigorous Americans . . . have achieved a body of painting . . . which has announced the beginning of a distinctly American style." Editor Boswell makes the eagle scream louder, says contemporary U. S. painting is "bred of politico-economic nationalism and the concurrent resentment against the high-pressure dumping of inferior foreign art on the home market." His small-town merchant advice: "Patronize your local art exhibitions...
Underground but far from dormant is art in wartime London. Fortnight ago the Stafford Gallery, in a basement hardly a bomb's throw from St. James's Palace, opened the first important art show seen in London since the war began. Head of the Stafford Gallery is high-strung, capable Mrs. Ala Story. Keystone of her plan, a British Art Centre...
...years Manhattan's most persistent exhibition-goer was a little old gentleman with a beard, a beady eye and baggy trousers. Standing before a painting, preferably a high-priced one, he would mutter. "Pffft! Such crude pigments! My, such a stencil technique-brr-let me get away!" He stopped other gallery-goers to tell them he was the world's greatest artist, passed out handbills describing himself as "Mesmerist-Prophet and Mystic, Humorist Galore, Ex All Round Athletic Sportsman (to 1889), Scientist supreme: all ologies, Ex Fancy amateur Dancer. . . ." He wrote crank letters to the newspapers. His letterhead...