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...Have Quiet." The Brewerytowners were still restive, but "Enforcer" Matyasevic took care of that: during one argument, he shot a Brewerytowner in the leg to cool him off and then accommodatingly dug out the slug with a razor blade. After that, the gang got down to more serious work. Last week five of them drove to a taproom in a stolen sedan. "Blackie" Battles, the lad who had been shot by the enforcer, stood outside with a high-powered rifle. One waited in the car, and the rest walked inside holding .32-cal. pistols...
...Tafts' red brick Victorian house in Georgetown, men who had been snarling at one another over the Bohlen case met, chatted and sipped. Everything was as sweet as California port until one of the guests, American-turned-Briton Nancy Astor, sidled up to Joe McCarthy. Said razor-tongued Lady Astor, eying Joe's drink: "I hope it's poison." Said Joe later: "I've been informed that some nice, kindly old lady did make that remark...
...Razor & Rope. One morning last week the maid got no reply when she knocked at the door of Room 223. Police broke it down. They found the room a shambles, the bedclothes scattered. Some time in the night, Pierre Delaitre had strangled Eileen and slashed her throat with a razor. She died on the Louis XIV bed. Pierre had cut his own throat, but not deeply enough. Bleeding heavily, he had scribbled an incoherent note telling of his anguish at losing the woman he could not live without, then tied one end of a 9-ft. rope around his neck...
...premiere, but: "It's too damn cold now to get them sitting out there at night." Also abandoned was a scheme to stage a chariot race along five roads converging on Rome. There were plenty of advertising tie-ins, however. Quo Vadis was linked with shirts, perfume, razor blades, and a contest among 400 hairdressers for the best coiffure inspired by the movie...
Today, Ghika lives in Athens in the shadow of the Acropolis, flying kites from its slopes for recreation and painting his razor-edged cubist landscapes whenever the spirit moves him. He thinks too few of his fellow moderns paint with real feeling for the everyday world of sights, sounds and smells. "Much art today," says Ghika, "is an acte gratuit-done for the sake of doing it. It's done with no purpose-it's a play and after a while you don't know what to do with it. A painting ought to respond to some...