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...Frederick MacMonnies. "Everybody was running around that studio," a friend remembers, "nude male models, and there was even a panther in a cage. And here she came into this chaos and just sat there painting simply beautiful things." At the turn of the century, Ellen Rand held her first one-man exhibit in Manhattan, and the procession of the rich and famous to her studio began...
...ideas and methods of a man named Alex F. Osborn. By profession, Osborn is neither an airman, educator, nor psychologist. Nevertheless, he seems destined to have a hand in the training of the nation's air reserve. For the past two years he has been waging a one-man crusade to get U.S. education to teach creative imagination. Last week-with the blessings of the Air University in Montgomery, Ala.-A.F.R.O.T.C. instructors from Stanford to the University of North Carolina were discussing ways to incorporate some of Osborn's ideas into their courses on problem solving...
...every stop on the route, Advanceman Elie Wermelinger, onetime Ivory Coast banana planter, had to prepare food and lodging for no competitors, plus an army of 1,400 managers, trainers, handlers, masseurs, timekeepers, mechanics and assorted camp followers. Bawling, cursing and exhorting, Wermelinger careened across France, waging a one-man war to bring temporary order out of wild, Gallic confusion...
Back in Arizona Territory, Massai continues his one-man war against the Army and even the Indians who remain there. This story line gives onetime Circus-Acrobat Lancaster plenty of opportunities to leap daringly from crag to crag, horse to horse, and frying pan to fire. In time everybody is after him, but the one to catch him first is Nalinle (Jean Peters), whose object is squawhood. Together they build a little mountain hideout and plant some corn. When Army scouts find them, Massai, Nalinle and their brand-new papoose prove too homey a family to break up, so Massai...
...flood of words poured from the imperial mouth-natural, conversational words spoken with such intimate intensity as to give the illusion that the recipients of the letters were entering the room one by one, hearing the Emperor's orders with their own ears, and then passing from the scene like ghosts. The toiling secretary, scribbling like mad in a desperate shorthand, never dared to interrupt the one-man show, which ended only when the Emperor abruptly shot from the room, took an hour's nap. and ultimately returned with "an overfilled goose-quill" to inscribe a blotty...