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...typical citizen is too busy to take a serious interest in politics, and when his neglect has permitted bad government to go so far that he can be stirred to action, he is unhappy, and he looks around for a cure that will be quick. The patent remedy is quack...
...London (1748-54). Yet even in their heyday, the highwaymen could seldom cheat the gallows. If not caught in the act of robbery, they were betrayed by a woman scorned or an accomplice deceived. A few of them escaped from prison (William Nevison, for instance, who hired a quack to spot him with bluing and declare him dead of the plague), but almost all were recaptured and bravely took the long cart ride to Tyburn Tree...
...Quacks & Cheats. Although Barnes boasted the finest private collection of modern art in the world, few can boast of having seen it. In 1921, Barnes extended his fight for modern art into a war against all art fanciers and cognoscenti. That year, he lent 25 paintings to the Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts. Conservative Philadelphians scorned his moderns as "quack practitioners" and "cheats."Quick-tempered Alfred Barnes took his paintings back from the academy, locked up his collection in a $500,000 limestone museum on his Main Line estate at Merion, Pa. At the same time...
Died. Sir Charles Blake Cochran, 78, England's leading showman ("The British Barnum"); of injuries suffered in scalding bath water, which he was too crippled by arthritis to turn off; in London. Shrewd "C.B." started out selling a quack ointment in the U.S., wound up selling Britain's top stars (Noel Coward, Beatrice Lillie, Gertrude Lawrence) to transatlantic theatergoers. Specializing in both beauty ("Mr. Cochran's Young Ladies") and beasts (he introduced rodeo to a somewhat startled England), he promoted anything he considered a good show ("I would rather see a good juggler than a bad Hamlet...
...pick the best 28 stories of the year. Several of them are good, but on the evidence it is doubtful whether as many as 28 really good stories were published last year. The best in her book: Saul Bellow's recording (in Partisan Review) of a quack doctor's monologue in Chicago's "Bughouse Square"; Paul Bowles's eerie portrait (Mademoiselle) of a missionary's effort to hold the attention of primitive Indians by playing them jazz records; Peggy Bennett's sketch (Harper's Bazaar) of the thoughtless, almost affectionate cruelty young boys...