Dawn revealed on a field of honor near Budapest last week two duelists, a Hungarian cavalry officer and an Italian count, who faced each other with sharp swords because of a U. S. Negro danseuse from Harlem, famed Josephine Baker (TIME, July 4). A year ago La Baker was the tawny, chocolate toast of jaded Parisian boulevardiers. Later in Vienna her dances—by turns sinuously seductive and jazz-mad—created a sensation so profound that a socialist deputation petitioned the Austrian Government to "prevent the nude, brazenfaced and heathen dances of Fraulein Josephine Baker from...
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