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...Deborah Krillet, the young wife of a sternly religious old Boer farmer, who demands patriarchal obedience from his household and enforces it with the lash. Deborah escapes a flogging with a lie concerning her condition. Later she is forced to tell the truth, and her husband resolves to kill her. The young English overseer, who is in love with Deborah, saves her by shooting her husband. In the last act, in spite of a wife in England, and a too curious relative of the dead man, matters are straightened out and the curtain falls upon a happy future...
...Back, get Back", in Act II. On several occasions the orchestra was a little too loud for the voices of the principals and the effectiveness of the lyrics marred by hurrying. The "Prophet" was well acted by J. J. Rowe '07, and his songs "Morocco" and "To Kill is Our Fate", were encored for their convincing interpretation. H. B. Sawyer '06 was graceful in his dancing and sang "We're known as the Harem" with spirit, but his acting was at other times uneven. One of the best numbers in the performance was the "Oh Gee!" duet...
...good order, to pretend that he is seriously hurt, in order that, he may draw the opponent's attack to the wrong place. These rules of action are all justifiable, and even necessary, in the consummate savagery called war, in which the immediate object is to kill and disable as many of the enemy as possible. To sur prise, ambuscade, and deceive the enemy, and invariably to overwhelm a smaller force by a greater one, are the expected methods of war. But there is no justification for such methods in a manly game or sport between friends. They are essentially...
...football languish in America? Why does good old Rugby languish? Why do not the men who pine upon the bleachers take this up and make it popular? It is a better game in some respects and less brutal than its American brother. It is less sure to maim and kill. But there is room enough for all of them. CHARLES G. FALL, '68, Venice, December...
Which the Elis can't kill...