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...doorways, or lazy silhouettes revealed where street-corner bars and laundries drip golden honey into the darkness. They seem not to have a wish in the world, these limber shadows, except to idle, waiting for a hypothetical friend to treat them to a phantom beer, or listening to the mutter and shuffle 'of jazz that issues from the garish arcade of the Paradise Cafe...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Illicit | 8/24/1925 | See Source »

Those near the sacred steps saw the figure accept papers from the law officers, pretend to read them, mutter: "I, Bishop Adam Phillipovsky, am found guilty of contempt of court. I shall go with...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Religion: St. Nicholas | 8/10/1925 | See Source »

...round and a half of the third preliminary. He was so fast that he never lifted his hands from his sides to parry, struck with his wrists slack and whippy until the moment of impact. The beauty of his bright, merciless speed made grizzled gentlemen at the ringside mutter of Kid McCoy, of Jim Corbett. They heard that this Slattery was still growing. "Three years from date . . . ," they said...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Berlenbach vs. McTigue | 6/8/1925 | See Source »

Anchored in conservatism, English art lets the tide pull, lets the wind go over; the name of Cezanne is a peril avoided, Modernism the mutter of a storm that never broke. Last week, at the opening of the Royal Academy's exhibition, the quality found with gratification that their Art was still safe, a painted ship upon a painted...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: In London | 5/11/1925 | See Source »

...music that stole, with a mutter of muffled tom-toms, out of Africa. It hid with the Norway rats in the hold, of pitching slave-ships; it crawled between the leaves of missionary Bibles to leap out grimacing and twitching, whenever a buck preacher smote the Book with his barrelhouse fist. The cadence of the cakewalk, wild plantation revels, darktown strutters' balls; the frenetic hallelujahs of jubilee revivals where hundreds of Negroes, drunk with ecstasy, wash in the blood of the Lamb, the shifting, subtle rhythms of such spirituals as All God's Chillun Got Wings and Swing Low, Sweet...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Negro Hayes | 4/20/1925 | See Source »

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