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...arranged chronologically, beginning with Gertrude Kasebier, born 1852, in Iowa. In Kasebier's day artificial control of props and rigid poses was favored, so her impressionistic approach was frowned on at first. Her pictures avoid clean lines that trace intricate detail and fuse broad patches of light and shade. They don't intend to document, just coax an emotional response. She did a series on motherhood, in which titles were appended as interpretations. For example, "Blessed Art Thou Among Women," and "The War Widow." The latter depicts a lank, forlorn woman with a child raised against her shoulder, her flat...
Things aren't simple; Fairntosh wasn't white and didn't have columns. It was a beautiful shade of yellow, and beside it was a bed of trained yellow roses, and above it were those tremendous oaks. It was actually built too early to have columns, and its porch stood out instead with sober Federalist dignity...
...office next fall, Docking is planning to study the polls closely during the weeks ahead. The first quick survey was favorable: 81% of those polled for WIBW radio and TV said that they had not changed their minds about the man who could put Walter Cronkite in the shade when it came to projecting a sense of honesty...
Policemen, of course, often shade their testimony out of a sense of duty. Frustration builds when a defendant "walks" (goes free), even though a cop is certain of his guilt. Says Detective Moran: "Where the defendant gets a bunch of friends and they lie his way home, some cops think, 'Well, they're lying like that, so I'm going to do it too.' " Columbia Law Professor Richard Uviller, a former prosecutor, observes that false testimony by cops can be divided into two categories. The all too familiar "white lie" does not directly bear...
...like to talk about divine retribution. But first, a little background information about my youth in Birmingham, Ala. When I was a sophomore at Mountain Brook High School (they name everything after Nature down there--the cross town rival was Fairfield, then there was Shade Valley--you get the picture), this classmate of mine named Charlie M. Christmas (yes, the M does indeed stand for Merry) became the local legend. Charlie moved to Birmingham at the beginning of tenth grade from what all my classmates called a hick town. Now the usual reaction would have been to ostracize old Charlie...