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...sold her first picture (Mother and Child) to Edward Staff, A. R. A. Two years later another picture (A Cup of Tea by Mr. Knight) was sold. Next, they went to Holland where their work became dusky, grey, contemplative. Stubbornly refusing to paint pictures solely that they might sell, ana thereby condemn the creators to continue painting in the same mood, they went to Cornwall. On this stormy, cloudswept coast they discovered color, gaiety. Ten years passed and galleries began to buy their pictures. They won scholarships, medals, salon prizes. They are now represented in famed museums, chiefly English...
Morrow & Mańana. Political protests died away. There was nothing the anti-Morrow Senators could do until the Senate should meet in December. Meantime Mr. Morrow would go to Mexico so soon as Secretary of State Frank Billings Kellogg reached Washington to complete a commissioning in which he actually had no part. Such instructions as Mr. Morrow received were direct from his friend Calvin Coolidge...
...would President Coolidge ask Mr. Morrow to behave in the Land of Mańana? Here was the focus of attention for people who know Mr. Morrow as well as the President does. Like the President, they could align Mr. Morrow's undoubted, ability and his Morgan connection as natural complements. They could see the U. S. well served by an understanding of Mexican conditions that has been found serviceable by J. P. Morgan & Co. They could remember the thoroughness and despatch with which Mr. Morrow, at President Coolidge's request, investigated the Air Service rumpus kicked up by Col. William...
...Ball, 48, composer of "Mother Machree," "Love Me and the World Is Mine," "When Irish Eyes Are Smiling," "Let the Rest of the World Go By," "Will You Love Me .in December As You Did in May?"? and many another tune; of heart disease, suddenly; at Santa Ana, Calif., while on a vaudeville tour...
...Latin vespers' chant rose majestic and sonorous. Notre Dame seemed every moment less a church of man, and more the infinite, spacious House of God. Then Paul Claudel was suddenly upon his knees. . . . "Alors se produisit," he has said, "I'événement qui domine tout ana vie. This, of all my life, was the dominant moment. My heart was touched. Je crus-I believed! . . . Blinding, ineffable, had come the revelation. I had realized the heart-rending innocence, the eternal childhood...