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Pensions & Profits. To many businessmen it looked as if steel had botched the job. Said Barren's Business & Financial Weekly: "Unfortunately . . . few steelmen have seen fit to use rational arguments in presenting their case ... It would be amazing if [the fact finders] did not develop the strongest possible resentment against the steel companies." Actually, to anyone who read all the arguments, the steelmen had built up a good case, answering the union point by point...
...Marcos wasn't much of a capital city, and the country itself was immemorially backward, wretchedly poor. Two percent of its people owned 80% of the land; tenant farmers got 2? a day, skilled workers 7? an hour. On the highlands, hungry Indians scratched the barren slopes for corn, still trying to live by what they remembered of the dignified old tribal customs. And ruling the country was Dictator Ronca, a strutting, streamlined Latin American demagogue who had won the peasants' support by promising them land, only to suppress them as soon as he got to power...
...Denver bartender named Lloyd ("Red") Barker was shot and killed by his wife. Local newspapers first carried it as a routine homicide, then speculated that the victim might be the last of the four notorious Barker brothers who, with their gangster mother, terrorized the Midwest in the '30s. Barren Beshoar, chief of our Denver news bureau, set out to find...
...pictures miss few of the hairs. Using the Renaissance technique of egg tempera painting on wood panels, Hurd confines himself to precise portraits of people and places, dramatized by isolated figures, long shadows and cold, gleaming colors. The paintings that tell of the barren hills and washes, the deserts and clear bright light of New Mexico are as knowing and sincere as an honest man's praise of his own family...
Savagery Plus. Two Worlds and Their Ways is not Compton-Burnett's best; it does not, for instance, reach and hold the high and extraordinary level of its predecessor, Bullivant and the Lambs (TIME, July 19). It has many more tedious and barren stretches, but they are frequently relieved by Novelist Compton-Burnett's most characteristically brilliant qualities. There are flashes of darting spite ("I hope I am not disturbing you at your luncheon, Mrs. Cassidy." "Thank you, Miss James. It is so kind to cling to the hope") and devastating responses to thoughtless queries ("Why should...