Word: scouts
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...sharp-eyed scout for Leicester Galleries wandered into the Galeries Zak in Paris and saw six pictures by a young German girl, just purchased by Mme Zak. Painted in monotones of grey, tan and pink, in a style heavily reminiscent of Marie Laurencin and spiced with Degas and Renoir, were pictures in a musicomedy adaptation of 1900 costumes: drinking at cafes, riding on merry-go-rounds, many another simplified scene. Almost immediately the artist, 26-year-old, blonde Suzanne Eisendieck, became a ward of the Leicester Galleries, and a story straight out of La Vie de Boheme turned toward...
...furtherance of "something new" Poets Auden and MacNeice wind up their book by collaborating on a unique Last Will and Testament in which they tell their contemporaries what they think of them by means of appropriate bequests. To the Church of England they leave, among other things, "the Chief Scout's horn, a secondhand curate's font;" to bicycle, the and a English portable Public Schools, "mens sana qui mal y pense;" to Sir string;" to Robert square-headed Baden-Powell, pegs "a living piece in of the world's round holes, "our cheerfulness...
...visits to Rhodesian and South African jamborees, Chief Boy Scout Robert Stephenson Smyth, Baron Baden-Powell, 80, declared: "It is either going to kill or cure me. I don't mind which it is, so long as I can carry through my work...
...Fund, income from which must be used to buy paintings for the city's Pennsylvania Museum of Art. With the seven-year accrual of $160,000 in his drawing account and his usual pearl-grey fedora on his head, Turfman Widener set out for Europe last year to scout for bargains. "I am not sympathetic with modern art," said Mr. Widener blandly. "What I think we should do is acquire the classics-those paintings which have lived through the centuries." Uppermost in Mr. Widener's mind, he said, was his favorite period- the French 18th Century - and particularly...
...Yale scout was in an ugly mood. He kept muttering unmentionable words over and over throughout the first half, his brow a mass of furrows. Finally, after a Foley-Macdonald reverse which made the Elis look like participants in "button, button, who's got the button," he picked up a New Haven paper and turned to the "help wanted" page and kept his nose buried in it for the remainder of the game...