Word: conventions
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...distinguish between truth, fraud and demonism, had also its own safe-playing dread of scientists and statesmen to contend with. The Church most scrupulously anatomized Bernadette's miraculous possibilities, but was also most bewildered how to handle her. She was funneled off into the untouchable silence of a convent, where she devoutly suffered the slow agonies of tuberculosis of the bone and died at 35. But at her exhumation, in 1925, her body was as uncorrupted as every word she had spoken in life...
Father Chase, once a seafaring man, used to lull little Ilka asleep with gamy sea chanteys. So young Ilka was hurried off to the Convent of the Holy Child Jesus where, it was hoped, the sisters might teach her manners. They also taught her "a very smooth game of pool." One of the Convent's buildings, the former residence of Financier Thomas Fortune Ryan, had contained a pool table which "the dear Sisters had seen no reason for removing." Says Author Chase: "It was a pretty sight to see Mother Mary Agnes, who shot a mean ball, leaning backward...
What the audience heard was an old-fashioned opera of love, misunderstanding and renunciation. Its six scenes, all laid in the Basque country, began in a murky smuggler's hideout, ended within the pale walls of a convent. The hero, a young smuggler and pelota champion (his name, Ramuntcho, is the Basque diminutive for Raymond) is separated from his Gracieuse by the army's call, then lost to her forever through the machinations of the girl's mother, who intercepts all their letters, thus driving the brokenhearted daughter into holy orders. When Ramuntcho returns and exposes...
...Life (Columbia) is unfair to luscious Loretta Young. It requires her to be "a bundle of muscles and a smile." Soft-voiced, convent-schooled Miss Young, now 28 and a veteran cinemactress, can supply the smile but not the muscles...
...Senorita Montez, like her predecessors, a semi-star who hopes to let Harvard make her the real thing. The young lady admits to knowing absolutely nothing about the Student Union, the organization which invited her here. Her studio arranged her visit and fixed her invitation. Brought up in a convent, she has nothing in common with her hosts except possibly a longing to see her name or her face in print. Luckily nothing untoward has happened so far. There would have been an unfortunate incident if her press-agent had succeeded in leading her out to Soldiers Field to football...