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...close range, strings whir, brasses blare, drums pound and steam hisses up through the stage traps. In St. Paul, when the German Grand Opera visited there last year, the Grane was Daisy, a local two-ton, snow-white mare who earns her living regularly by pulling a milkwagon. Daisy looked the part admirably but she objected to the singing of Soprano Johanna Gadski, balked, tried to bite. Last week grumpy Daisy had her punishment. Despite financial difficulties met with on the Pacific Coast, the Germans are returning to St. Paul, will again give Götterdämmerung. Daisy...
Baron Friedrich Karl Paul Richard August Freiherr Koenig von und zu Warthausen, 24, holder of last year's Hindenburg Cup for flying from Berlin to Moscow (he then continued around the world), was shaken and contused when a friend's motor collided with a milkwagon in Manhattan. Last year he was run over by a taxi in El Paso...
...causing suspicion, love and mistaken identity. In this instance the device is the birth of a child to the first wife of a young man (Douglas Fairbanks, Jr.) who is about to be married a second time. It is a homely but fairly funny program picture. Typical shot: a milkwagon horse adding a whinny to a song hiccupped by Fairbanks after a night...
Poet Carl Sandburg, onetime roustabout, hay pitcher, milkwagon driver, stove polisher, house painter, soldier (in the Spanish-American War in Porto Rico with the 6th Illinois Volunteers), newspaperman, is 52, married (he has three daughters), lives in Elmhurst, Ill. Long-haired, lanky-limbed, seamed of face, he likes to recite poetry, sing folk songs, while he accompanies himself on his guitar. Says he: "Poetry is the achievement of the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits." Other books: Chicago Poems, Corn Huskers,' The Chicago Race Riots, Smoke and Steel, Slabs of the Sunburnt West, Rootabaga Stones, Rootabaga-Pigeons, Abraham Lincoln...
Many a man has made friends with milkwagon horses between the hours of 3 a.m. and 6 a.m., but who would dally with such nags in broad daylight? John McEntee Bowman, potent hotelman, would and did. A year ago, he took Popover from between the shafts of a milkwagon and had him trained to jump fences. Last week, Popover won second prize in the open-to-all jumping class at the distinguished Westchester County Horse Show in Rye, N. Y. The Flirt was first...