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...hand while he solved the riddle with his right. He nearly fell asleep along with us but his recoveries out of a sound sleep were nothing short of marvelous. May Ediss was well cast as the mother of the wronged young man and soothed the audience with her well-bred voice. She was in great contrast to the girl's mother, played by Elspeth Dudgeon. Miss Dudgeon was the only person on the stage who was supposed to refuse to believe in telepathy, and she should have made the most of it. But any actress who germanizes...
...Delight," so runs The Panchatantra's own introduction. The king there had sired three blockheads. Came a Brahman, by name Vishnu-sharman, who offered to submit himself to a certain indignity at the king's hands if within six months he had not enlightened these blockheads and bred in them the higher intelligence. This was agreed and the Brahman it was who told these stories, the blockheads to whom he told them...
Here lies Ooo-Rah, misbegotten child of Wild and Foolish Frenzy, conceived in playfulness, nourished in jest, and brought forth still-born before an expectant world. Bred to thunder forth the fame of wounded heroes stricken on the field of glory, poor Ooo-Rah never wheezed a note. No single "Ooo" nor yet a "Rah" did Ooo-Rah bellow out in signal of a lusty birth. One long protracted hush proclaimed before an anxious multitude that Ooo-Rah's birth was also Ooo-Rah's death. So let him lie and rest in everlasting peace. And may this simple tribute...
Broadway has killed Mr. Arlen. With gracile gestures bred of histrionic worth the great Cornell, the capable Maude escort his trivial body to the grave of failure. His gay parade was tinsel which the lights of critical Manhattan tarnished and destroyed. Careless and floodingly he wrote; careless they killed him. And now but for the pleasant pageant of their mockery of a funeral, they are quite willing to inspect his successor. Why did he live? Why did he die? He lived because there is even in the most sophisticated heart the occasional warmth of the chambermaid's love...
...people are so pathetically ignorant as your well-informed man. The radio has bred this form of mental contagion to an alarming extent in the rural districts. Tom, Tom, the farmer's son, instead, of leading books on fertilizers, on grafting, on pheasant raising, as more sensible fellows may be doing, spends his evenings listening to talk about the condition of the soap and toothpaste industry, about stocks and bonds, about Florentine painting, about Peter Rabbit. To combat this absurdity the universities of Iowa, of Pittsburgh, and the Kansas State Agricultural College have seen fit to sow the wind...