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...silence, the eight women and four men filed into the jury box. From his seat, Alger Hiss looked at each one, his lips set in a tight smile. None returned his look. Priscilla Hiss fingered her handbag, stared straight ahead...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TRIALS: The Reckoning | 1/30/1950 | See Source »

...Hiss's face paled. His wife's cheek twitched. The eyes of a young defense attorney filled with sudden tears, and he took off his glasses and wiped his eyes. Patient old Federal Judge Henry Warren Goddard told the jury: "I think you have . . . rendered a just verdict." Surrounded by swarming newsmen, the defendant walked out of the courtroom and into the cruel light of flash bulbs...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TRIALS: The Reckoning | 1/30/1950 | See Source »

Absinthe in a Daiquiri. For 2½ days a fascinated jury listened before a finally exhausted Dr. Binger was allowed to step down. But Defense Attorney Claude B. Cross immediately wheeled up reinforcements: Dr. Henry Alexander Murray. Like both Dr. Binger and Alger Hiss, Dr. Murray was a graduate of Harvard. He had also studied under Dr. Jung. He testified that he had had lots of opportunity to observe psychopathic personalities at Harvard University, where he was director of the Harvard Psychological Clinic. He backed up his colleague, Binger. Chambers, he said, was a psychopathic personality...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TRIALS: Some People Can Taste It | 1/23/1950 | See Source »

Like Dr. Binger, Dr. Murray had all the answers, except for one question to which Dr. Binger also had no answer. How did Chambers happen to have the notes in Hiss's handwriting and the stolen State Department documents typed out on Hiss's machine? "That is outside my province," said the expert witness. Early this week the defense rested...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TRIALS: Some People Can Taste It | 1/23/1950 | See Source »

...pictures were mostly of putty-colored seashores awash with pea-soup seas and peopled by puppet-like fishermen. Though the colors were dreary, they did make a wet, mysterious atmosphere, and Leonid's brush had time & again captured the textures of dry dunes and soaking sand flats, the hiss and sigh of retreating waves. Moreover, his drawing was as graceful as the brushwork of a Chinese calligrapher. Each composition was a looping arabesque in which men and boats were neatly knotted, carrying the gaze back and back to far-distant horizons...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Spacemaker | 1/23/1950 | See Source »

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