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...little hill station in the Transvaal where his father was the local mission teacher. As a child he had sketched on the sly, gotten occasional encouragement from schoolmasters, won his first prize in a school competition-a Bible and five shillings. In 1939 he set out for Johannesburg to seek his fortune as an artist. In a few years he had taught himself to paint vivid, straight-speaking pictures of fellow natives crowded in their tumbledown sub urban "locations" or moving through the rolling South African countryside...
...Erfdeel farm in the Orange Free State three weeks ago, a mining engineer hauled up a drill-core laden with ore from a 6,000-ft. test borehole. In Johannesburg Essayists announced that on the basis of the sample, the gold ore under Erfdeel ("Inheritance") farm might be worth as much as $18,000 a ton. It was the richest strike in South Africa's golden history, and on South African and London exchanges it touched off the wildest boom in gold shares in years...
...well-timed strike for Milne, a balding, stooping, ex-insurance agent whose gold mining has not been as profitable as his selling of gold-mine shares. In 1947 the gold-mining companies he had promoted with Johannesburg's Norbert Erleigh were thrown into receivership (TIME, Nov. 24 and Dec. 15, 1947). Both Milne and Erleigh are under indictment on charges of fraud...
Died. John Martin, 64, "Uncrowned King of South Africa" for three decades; after long illness; in Johannesburg. Martin managed the Argus newspaper chain (15 dailies, 13 weeklies), headed famed "Corner House," which controlled 16 gold mines and had a hand in a dozen more...
...window, a pair of rocks in mid-Atlantic called Peter & Paul was all there was to see below. They talked, drank cocktails, ate from trays, played gin rummy, and waited for the ocean to end at Dakar. Some flew the new air trade route south to "Jo'burg" (Johannesburg). Others went north to Lisbon where they found the almond trees blooming by day and the mournful fado echoing in the cafes at night...