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...either by contemporary popularity or by natural hostility to the dicta of the preceeding generation can be just in their estimate. In any event, Sargent must be granted a place of some importance in American art, and the Museum acknowledged fortunate in possessing such examples of his work. The drab mural specimens in Widener require an antidote before the undergraduate novice in art can think of Sargent without prejudice. It may be that acquaintance with vigorous sketches from his prime will aid in counteracting the effect of the pasty colors and blatant spirit of his senility...
With the breaks coming its way and sufficient power to capitalize on them Harvard's football team defeated a rugged Holy Cross eleven Saturday by a 12 to 6 score. It was a drab struggle for the most part, and the 55,000 spectators saw nothing new in the way of a Crimson offense...
...Drab, and more acidly Mercuric was Miss Brossow's paper: "Our family was . . . poor as Job's turkey . . . on a farm in what was then the backwoods in Central Wisconsin." To get enough money to go to college she did housework in Kenosha. "Arriving at Northland, I was sadly disappointed (in the buildings) . . . it is rather an honor to work one's own way than otherwise. . . . I have gotten everything out of college but a job. . . . I am financially embarrassed . . . I wonder, have I truly completed my college career 'with honor...
Mims. Dr. Edward Mims of Vanderbilt University (Nashville, Tenn.) defended the South's reluctance to embrace "modernism." Said he: "Many people have passed from sentimentalism to sophistication, from rose pink literature to dirty drab, from Pollyanna optimism to the most depressing pessimism, from uplift to iconoclasm, from mediocrity to abnormal eccentricity, from service to rampant individualism and selfishness, from suppressed emotions and inhibitions to unbridled passion and undisciplined thinking, from success as an idol to failure as the chief glory...
...three years past, the assistant organist of that orchestra had been one Helen Jean Moyer, 29. Last week she kept looking for another job, but found none. She went to her drab abode and sat by the window, despondent. She thought about suicide. The "talkies" have come, but Organist Moyer heard no knock on her own door. She waited awhile and then jumped, twelve stories down to death. The movies, the talkies, real life-they are quite different...