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...began to think Napoleon 10 to 20 years before I set pen to paper. I ate with him, I slept with him, I lived with...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: INTERNATIONAL: Rainbow Folk | 1/23/1928 | See Source »

...case for superlatives, but not for the kind of superlatives that were properly scattered at The Gold Rush. There is nothing in The Circus to match the moment in which Actor Chaplin, with all the fine frenzy of a gourmet dissecting a brace of broiled quail, ate a Christmas dinner consisting of an old, very tough, boiled boot; or that in which he amused his imaginary guests with a miniature ballet dance, furnished by two forks, each shod with a roll. But it would be very difficult not to laugh at Charles Chaplin when he finds that the wire...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: The New Pictures Jan. 16, 1928 | 1/16/1928 | See Source »

Governor Albert Cabell Ritchie of Maryland, Wet Democrat, ate haggis* with the St. Andrew's Society last week in Manhattan. Said he: "About the only things that make eyes flash and stir human emotions now are Prohibition, the K. K. K., religious intolerance and Fundamentalism. . . . The real question is not whether you are 'wet' or 'dry,' to use the inept phrases of the hour, but whether there should be a national, blanket law governing any such question of personal conduct when that law receives neither sanction nor regard among large communities and groups...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: PROHIBITION: Wet Speech | 12/12/1927 | See Source »

...Hansel und Gretel. Queen Mario was Gretel, a wee child with pigtails stiff as taffy sticks. Editha Fleisher was Hansel, just ragged and happy. There was a real witch with matted gray hair and a nose like a spigot who rode on her broomstick way into the sky and ate little children. There was a gingerbread house and a red-hot oven where plop ended the witch pushed by wee Gretel just too stupid to get in herself. "Hocus pocus. . . ." Children loved it. So did grown-ups who quite forgot the tawdry Violanta of early afternoon...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: At the Metropolitan | 11/14/1927 | See Source »

...Rasputin ate greedily of the cake but it did not seem to affect him. He drank poisoned wine, seemingly without effect. "Play something cheerful. I like to hear you sing," said the monk to his worried host, Prince Yussupov. He sang...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RUSSIA: Death of Rasputin | 11/7/1927 | See Source »

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