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...modeling in France, has made it so respectable that it has attracted not only French but wellborn girls of all nationalities. The current Paris roster, she points out, now includes David Niven's twin nieces. Playwright Jean Anouilh's daughter Catherine, Tony Trabert's wife Shawn, along with a princess, a countess, and nieces of Dean Acheson and Paul-Henri Spaak...
...parts now run in three, and in the case of S. N. Behrman's recent seven-part profile on Max Beerbohm, a good-sized short story might have been told in the space it took Behrman just to arrive at his first meeting with Beerbohm, outside Rapallo. William Shawn, Ross's successor as editor, once told a friend over a drink: "The stories just seem to get longer-I don't know...
...slight, polite, shy man of 52, Shawn was groomed for years to take over. An old New Yorker hand recalls Shawn's arrival on the staff in 1933: "To him, it was like entering the priesthood." Says James Thurber, the peerless humorist, now 65, who chronicled the earlier era in The Years with Ross: "There was no question that Ross wanted Shawn to succeed him, and the whole staff was pulling for him, too." It still is. Shawn is a gentle boss, and so sensitive to writers' feelings that he once called Drama Critic Kenneth Tynan in Havana...
...Under Shawn, few deliberate changes have been made in The New Yorker (exception: a jazz buff himself, Shawn has added an excellent jazz column written by Whitney Balliett). Says one New Yorkerite: "Ross was the innovator. Shawn is the curator." Another puts it more harshly: "It's the difference between genius and talent...
...Shawn who persuaded a skeptical Ross to introduce the magazine's excellent World War II coverage, and to devote an entire issue to John Hersey's report on Hiroshima. Shawn is now handicapped by the fact that most of the writers (Thurber, E. B. White, Wolcott Gibbs, Clifton Fadiman, Joel Sayre, Alva Johnston, et al.) and cartoonists (Peter Arno, Helen Hokinson, O. Soglow, Gardner Rea, et al.) who made The New Yorker famous have either died, wandered off to the exurbs, or become infrequent contributors. E. B. White's civilized despair and gentle celebration of nature...