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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Yet never were these sub-deb tunes played as he plays them. His walking bass is a thing of inexorable sureness; his traditional handling of these untraditional pieces is never dull, almost always completely...

Author: By Charles W. Bailey, | Title: JAZZ | 11/29/1949 | See Source »

Only after lengthy deliberation could the Administration have removed the history-covered tables in Sever Hall. Yet, in making this considered move, no one suggested that the tradition of which the tables were a part needed alteration. Like the old, the new arrangement of individual desk-chairs puts a premium on the lecture system in small class rooms. Teacher remains on an enlarged platform with students in rows before...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Seats of Learning | 11/29/1949 | See Source »

...railroads, which are still making money on freight, know how to make money on passengers too, and have proved it on their main-line trains. They know that it is the uneconomical branch lines which eat up the profits. Yet state regulatory bodies, often for sentimental reasons, balk at letting them be closed down. (When the Chesapeake & Ohio sought to eliminate one, oldtimers who had not ridden it since World War I protested that they would miss the whistle...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RAILROADS: Red Signal | 11/28/1949 | See Source »

...Dufaut's childlike Harbor at Jacmel was as flat, bright and familiar as any postcard, and Wilson Bigaud's self-portrait behind bars had the harshness of a flashbulb photo. Even these, standouts though they were, lacked most of the qualities that critics associate with good painting. Yet, as Poet Rodman suggested in his book, the qualities they did possess were the ones most lacking in modern art and most essential to its future: "Harmony, simplicity, spontaneity...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: As a Cock Crows | 11/28/1949 | See Source »

...Sicily is the story of a 29-year-old linotype operator named Silvestro Ferrauto, who is bored to death with himself, his daily routine and everything else in his town. Nothing seems to matter. That, thinks Silvestro, is "the terrible part . . . to believe mankind to be doomed, and yet to feel no fever to save if, but instead to nourish a desire to succumb with...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Cure for Silvestro | 11/28/1949 | See Source »

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