Oh, Henry
Sir:
. . . Your article on Henry Wallace [TIME, May 10] . . . was an obviously biased piece of writing, no help at all to us readers who are trying to make up their minds about the presidency . . .
ARTHUR B. SIMON New York City
Sir:
Your obvious sympathy for Mr. Wallace and his mistakes has made me feel so sorry for the poor man that I have decided to vote for him.
PHILIP KESSLER Los Angeles, Calif.
Sir:
Instead of the signs "Babies for Wallace," wouldn't "Wallace for Childish Ideas" be much more suitable ?
EDGAR HEMMELMAN Wessington Springs, S. Dak.
Sir:
. . . Your article is full of stupid innuendo and untruthful reporting . . .
"Henry's limp hand." Now, did you or your reporter ever shake his hand?
[Yes.—ED.]
"Looked tired and sullen." Anything but! He's the picture of health.
[He looked tired and sullen.—ED.] "Hair almost white." Who is color-blind ? [Reader Chase.—ED.] "Wandering aimlessly around hotel lobbies." He never did that in his life. He wouldn't waste his time!
[If he had an aim, it wasn't apparent.—ED.]
"Old friends came up to him with a smile and tried to talk. They soon gave up and just stared." Fiddlesticks!
[Fiddle-faddle!—ED.]
(MRS.) SHERRET S. CHASE Ames, Iowa
Nymphs & Centaurs
Sir:
... I have said many things about myself, some flattering, some not so flattering, yet I never recall the statement which you attribute to me [''Who once described himself as 'a centaur gadding about with nymphs, or Solomon dickering with his harem' "—TIME, May 10] ... So I put my research staff (consisting of my wife and myself) to work, and we finally dug up a review of my retrospective show of two years ago, in which a critic had said this about my work: "His early etchings of the 19205 show him, to be a painter of a private paradise whose homeland is alternately the Bible and Greek mythology. At times he thinks of himself as a talented youth burned in the fiery furnace, at times he is a centaur gadding about with nymphs, or Solomon dickering with his harem. In those years Evergood was a very young and a very immature painter . . ."
In the interest of truth and accuracy, and in order to preserve my wife's peace of mind, would you mind correcting the distorted impression contained in your footnote?
PHILIP EVERGOOD New York City
¶ TIME'S apologies to Artist Evergood for stupidly attributing to him the New Masses' high-flown comments. For a sample Evergood nymph, see cut.—ED.
Clinicians' Children
Sir: