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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Kalish is the sort of artist who is written about in news columns rather than on art pages. Both his work and his story are good human interest material. A Polish Jew, he worked for a while in foundries in Cleveland, reproduced in bronze the men he saw there. The New York Evening Post, under a big spread devoted to pictures of his statues, called him the "Walt Whitman of Sculp-ture." The Philadelphia Inquirer gave him a page of its magazine section one Sunday ("Glorifying America's Workingmen in Bronze and Marble") and the Literary Digest wrote...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Glorified Workers | 1/17/1927 | See Source »

...over his shoulders. As they led him to the death chamber a voice said, "If I could get hold of that towel around your neck, buddy, I'd save the executioner a job on you." Robert Elliott received the Negro, adjusted electrodes in the slit trouser leg, saw the straps buckled, turned on the current. The Negro twitched furiously for a moment, then sat quite still. Two more Negroes, condemned with the first for the murder of a watchman during a robbery, and betrayed by him to the police, followed. His day's work done, Robert Elliott went...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Executioner | 1/17/1927 | See Source »

...thinking of the money and hoping that his partner would come back soon, so that they could take it home to- gether. There are bandits in Trenton. . . . Suddenly, on the door of the gas station, boomed a loud knock. Mr. Frommel jumped up. As he opened the door he saw two Trenton bandits with guns, scowls, masks, caps and sweaters. Terrified, Edward Frommel fell back in a sitting posture. The thieves leaped at the door, shoved it fiercely back upon the hickory leg of Edward Frommel. The bandits cursed. Mr. Frommel screamed. Wedged between the door and the floor...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Executioner | 1/17/1927 | See Source »

Willie Hoppe saw a friend in the second row, and on his way to the table he stopped and shook hands-with his left hand. To use his right would have dislodged the poise of the fine muscles there. The table stood on a carpet in the middle of the ballroom. He began to play with confidence and a measured rhythm. From four sides of the room the faces of the crowd, banked in rows, in the shadow, in the airless heat, watched him without moving. This was an important evening for Willie Hoppe. Boy prodigy, now nearly 40, balkline...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Science: Challenger | 1/17/1927 | See Source »

...faith in Coolidge is completely shattered these days. I used to like the brother. When he was respectful enough of a man's religion to give Al Smith the only fish he caught all summer, I actually admired him. And when I saw ho his influence had made for better roads near Plymouth, I even praised...

Author: By D. G. G., | Title: THE CRIME | 1/17/1927 | See Source »

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