A special guard in red uniforms and 50 private detectives standing by every entrance were not enough last week for the opening of the Henry Clay Frick art collection on Manhattan's Fifth Avenue. Dynamic Miss Helen Clay Frick sent for the bomb squad from police headquarters and a special detail of a precinct captain, a sergeant, and twelve patrolmen. Only then were the doors opened and New York's bluest bloods admitted to a museum to which, in the will of its donor, "the entire public shall forever have access subject only to...
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