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Belgians had a second chance to cry "milksop!" last week, when famed Art Patron Otto Kahn resigned as a member of Manhattan's unofficial Advisory Film Committee because it had sponsored the showing of the British cinema drama Dawn (TIME, March 12, 19), which depicts the shooting of Nurse Cavell in Belgium with realistic Teutonico furore. When the film was shown at Brussels it was received with tranquil approval. In England the Baldwin Cabinet made every effort to have Dawn suppressed; but it was finally approved by the London municipal authorities and shown, after emasculating cuts, without untoward incident...
...Author. France, patron of the arts, frequently offers her young authors the travel and leisure of the diplomatic service (Paul Claudel, Jean Giraudoux). Author Morand has been attached to the embassies of London, Rome, Madrid, and finally Bangkok. To and from this last post he traveled by way of America, Japan, India, collecting data for his latest book. Born in Russia, of French parents (1888), he was educated at Oxford, studied law and political science in Paris, is a prolific writer, notably of post-War character sketches. Sleek of face and hair, he looks still younger than...
...published the names of the first 70 eminent citizens to be installed on the A. A. P. A.'s directorate, which is to number 100. Dry citizens were startled to discover the calibre of the persons whom Major Curran had been able to enlist. The most prominent patron of the Anti-Saloon League lately has been Sebastian Spering Kresge, the 5-and-io-cent man. Now, as antagonists of Mr. Kresge, the A. A. P. A. points...
Another Harvard patron of the restaurant, Mr. Howard J. Sachs, was startled to have Terry call him by name and say: "Let me see Sachs, Howard J. middle name Joseph. There were four Sachs, Paul 1900, Arthur 1901, Walter 1904, and Howard J. 1911--Right...
Thus spake immortal Albrecht Dürer who could and did portray all visible things whatsoever which were chosen by his often niggling patrons. Last week in his native city-quaint, medieval, storied Nuremberg-men paused to remember that Albrecht Dürer died there just four hundred years ago. They prowled up the steep stairs and round the drafty rooms of Dürer's tall house near the Castle Nuremberg. They viewed a great, commemorative collection of his works, and marveled how, at a patron's whim, he could crowd a mighty canvas with all imaginable...