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...solid hours of work on Washington. Here visitors, and even his family, are forbidden. On the walls are autographed pictures of his friends Winston Churchill and Admiral Nimitz, a letter from President Roosevelt thanking Freeman for suggesting the term "liberation" instead of the "invasion" of Europe, and a Helen Hokinson New Yorker cartoon in which a bewildered matron returns two fat volumes to her bookshop, saying: "I guess I bit off more 'Robert E. Lee' than I could chew...
...Lake Success, the customary conglomeration of diplomats, students, experts on everything, and housewives with nothing better to do had gathered for the 174th meeting of the United Nations Security Council. A matron in a garden party hat, who seemed to have materialized in plump perfection from a Helen Hokinson cartoon, roguishly asked a U.N. guard: "Is this the way to the Big Tent?" In one of the main conference chambers, a husky man with a mallet walked up to a side wall and started to hammer away. The four-inch cinder blocks crumbled under his blows. Soon a vast, vandalistic...
...Bess Wilson, these spare-time journalists are no Helen Hokinson characters. "These women are hard workers . . . and they're alive to the forces around them." But she did wish that they'd learn to spell, stick to facts instead of gossip, and get their copy in while it was news...
...gagmen are rare and once an artist gets his hands on one he keeps him captive if he can. Cartoonist Jeff Keate, however, shares Gagman Arnot Shepperd Jr. of St. Louis with several friends. Gagman Richard McCallister of Newtown, Conn. has been a dependable source of gags for Helen Hokinson, Robert Day, Barbara Sherman and George Price. The gagman's usual cut: 25% of the artist...
Last week Fashion Critic Hawes was still pouting at her publishers because they refused to illustrate her book with drawings she had had made by one of her favorite artists, the New Yorker's Helen Elna Hokinson. She vowed she was going to write another book, one that no publisher could consider too serious for Hokinson illustrations. Far less concerned with the incident than the fiery Hawes, shy Artist Hokinson, a specialist in the idiosyncrasies of clubwomen, was last week mainly interested in a delightful mass of raw material-a mob of inimitably shaped Garden Clubbers who descended...