Word: wilderness
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Harvard Dramatic Society had some very fine days eight or nine years ago; I haven't heard of it at all lately," said Thornton Wilder, during a recess from the rehearsal and revision of his newest play, "A Merchant of Yonkers," which is finishing a tryout run in Boston this week...
...Then it had the verve to produce certain dramas that Broadway wouldn't dare touch," the Pulitzer Prize playwright continued. Wilder pointed out that Oxford and Cambridge Universities invite English actors and actresses to take part in distinguished plays unsuited for commercial production. "Why the Yale Dramatic Club has been doing it," he declared, smiling...
Born in Rochester, N. Y. of Irish-Catholic parentage, Barry was graduated from Yale in 1918. At Yale he was part of a literary flowering that also included Stephen Vincent Benét, John Farrar, Thornton Wilder. Later Barry enrolled at Harvard in George Pierce Baker's famed 47 Workshop, went from there to Broadway with his successful Harvard Prize Play, You and I. Married and the father of two young sons, Barry for years lived abroad, now lives in Florida. His good friends include such well-known sophisticates as Robert Benchley, Dorothy Parker, Donald Ogden Stewart. This fall...
Whimsy, wit, charm, and pace has Max Reinhardt's production of Thornton Wilder's new farce, "The Merchant of Yonkers," which opened last night with Jane Cowl in the leading role. And yet this sometimes touching story of the petty desires of mankind for excitement and fun and just a little money, is not really so different from the poignant "Our Town" in its sympathetic treatment of the average mortal, a treatment almost Dickensonian in quality which has made Mr. Wilder one of the foremost dramatists of our-time...
...daybreak Sheriff H. C. Hinton and a posse of eight with bloodhounds started looking for Negro Wilder McGowan, 24. A crowd of Wiggins men watched them start. Toward noon, while Sheriff Hinton and his men were looking for McGowan at the Ten-Mile sawmill where he used to work, the Wiggins town siren sounded. Sheriff Hinton knew what that meant. The mob had found McGowan sleeping under a truck at his grandmother's house. Afterold Mrs. N identified him, they just strung him up in the woods. They didn't shoot or burn his body...