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Most U. S. schoolboys have goggled at museum collections of armor, swords, muskets, pistols. Few museum arms displays are calculated to stir the imaginations of adults. But last week, Leslie Cheek, imaginative director of the Baltimore Museum of Art, put on a vivid show called "Again: Arms & Armor...
Stephen V. Grancsay, curator of arms & armor at Manhattan's Metropolitan Museum (which has the biggest U. S. public collection), helped Director Cheek install his show. To the press, Armor-Lover Grancsay declared that body armor for civilians was the coming thing. (On exhibit was a contemporary armor suit, apparently not yet in use.) Said he: "Mass production could turn them out at less than $100. Just figure up what it now costs the Government to provide hospital care for the thousands who are injured. Armor would be less expensive." Curator Grancsay recalled that Cellini, da Vinci...
...documented Grauman's forecourt with their hand and footprints. It remained for Barrymore to lend his famous profile to the wet concrete (by way of plaster cast), oblige pressmen by pretending to put his face in it. Heckled by unsatisfied photographers, he dipped his classic nose, a timid cheek, more of the profile when Sid Grauman, still unsatisfied, sneaked up from behind and bore down (see cut). Bedaubed & bewildered, Barrymore cursed, was still digging concrete from his ear when he left...
...Allen next tried choking off a human tumor. For his subject he chose a 76-year-old man with a large funguslike growth on his cheek, just in front of his ear. Working with Dr. Allen, Surgeon Robert Emery Brennan gave the patient a local anesthetic, punctured the skin around the margin of the tumor, passed rubber ligatures through these openings and tied off the arteries that supplied the tumor with blood. After an hour and a half, when the tumor had darkened slightly, the ligatures were untied...
...cheek-puffing and chest-swelling, his bellicose roars of Roman conquest from the balcony of the Palazzo Venezia (TIME, June 17), Dictator Benito Mussolini last week did not hurl his Italian war machine into World War II in German Blitzkrieg style. He had entered the war not to fight so much as to share a victory. Waiting for that time, he naturally edged into action cautiously. He laid some mines, dropped a few bombs, fired a few torpedoes, started a few tanks rolling in the remote Somalilands (see above). His people were not spoiling for a fight and he appeared...