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...Buffalo, N. Y., last month occurred a sordid sex murder involving two red women. Into the home of Henri Marchand, artist for the Buffalo Natural History Museum, had walked Nancy Bowen, 66-year-old Cayuga Indian from the nearby Cattaraugus Reservation. She had confronted Mrs. Marchand, small, slight, with a question: "Are you a witch?" Jestingly Mrs. Marchand replied: "Yes." Thereupon Nancy Bowen beat her down with a 10? hammer, stuffed chloroform-soaked paper down her throat, left her dead...
...loved him. She had told Nancy Bowen on the reservation that Mrs. Marchand was a witch, that she was responsible for the death of Charley ("Sassafras") Bowen, Nancy's husband. Nancy Bowen went to the Marchand house, committed the crime which Lila Jimerson thought would give her Artist Marchand for her husband...
Maurice Barrymore paid his son John's tuition at the Art Student's League, Manhattan, because John showed no talent for the family profession of acting, wanted instead to" be an artist. He went to the Art Student's League only once and worried about what his father would say when he heard about it. Maurice Barrymore said: "I can't understand how you happened to go once." When he made his first stage appearance as Max in a Chicago performance of Magda he was mentioned by one reviewer who said: "Barrymore walked about the stage...
...picture, which deals with the trial of Joan for witchery is an artist's, not a historian's, attempt to strip the legend-wrapped saint and discover the simple peasant girl that was the real Joan. She lives in the pages of Mark Twain and of Shaw, but she moves and breathes more convincingly still in the superbly restrained portrayal of Mile, Falconetti...
...Judged by the standards of the artist, the Saturday Evening Post is clearly a sickening, a nauseating mess of hypocrisy and vulgarity. What I should like to emphasize, however, is simply this: to judge the Saturday Evening Post by such standards betrays two things: an astonishing lack of humor and an equally astonishing ignorance about the United States...