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Across a wrestling ring in Manhattan's Madison Square Garden last week two men growled and glowered at each other. Squatting in one corner, wearing a fancy ruby-colored robe with turban to match, was Arteen Ekizian, 30-year-old Turk, one time fish-peddler, U. S. sailor and Hollywood "extra." To 5,000 raucous spectators he was Ali Baba, the Terrible Turk of whom posters asked IS HE MAN OR BEAST? Ali Baba's head resembled a speckled ostrich egg. His upper lip was hidden behind a sweeping pair of handle bar mustachios. His teeth were jagged...
...children and her husband, J. Wesley Pratt, a traveling salesman. ("It gives them a better understanding, free of all superstition.") But when the children grow up, Mrs. Pratt, now 38, intends to leave them and her home. She will have her head shaved, put on the. yellow robe of a mendicant nun, divest herself of all possessions except a bowl and a prayer chain, "and in the Ori ent enter some retreat or live alone, the homeless life, seeking Nirvana...
...Once Mamma and I, Patience, went on the little schooner over the channel to Le Havre. All the French were very seasick, but there was one man who was English and he sat himself down and put a robe over him, placed a vomiting pan under his chin and then began to read his paper. He wasn't a bit excited, but the French were groaning and saying 'Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu!' and they were all green. Mamma and I stayed well." In Moscow the children went sightseeing. "We went in to see Lenin. He was dead...
Husky, brown-robed Father Yvon, 45, thinks of himself as curé of "the world's largest parish," extending across the Atlantic from Brittany to Greenland, thence south to the Grand Banks off Newfoundland. Besides the 4,000 Breton fishermen, his parishioners include 1,500 Portuguese and some Faroe Islanders. Resting last week at the Dinard monastery after a lecture tour in which his Paris appearance was the last of 60, the good curé delayed his departure only in order to fetch the fleet its first batch of mail. Later, with the St. Yves plying between the Banks...
Typical of this period, portraiture has been subordinated to the artist's desire of representing an ideal knight. The serene, dignified features of the effigy, majestically draped folds of the robe, and the time-scarred yet well preserved surface of the wood lends an atmosphere of permanence to this old statue which has reclined so calmly on its slab for over five centuries...