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Violence. Since the well-guarded Commission was not actually attacked, the points of significance with regard to violence were that at Madras British police were obliged to fire upon the mobs, killing two Indians, in order to restore order; that in Calcutta a mob of 10,000 students hurled brickbats and battled with police and soldiers who did not fire; and that throughout India numerous instances were reported in which the automobiles of British private citizens were attacked and partially smashed, though no Briton was reported killed...
...sung Eucharist," some 200 pro-Protestant parishioners rose up with loud, spontaneous hymns to drown the chanting of the Eucharist. Soon they fell to shouting extracts from the old Prayer Book, to shaking angry fists. Police, hastily summoned, got Vicar Lauria safely away, but not until a booing mob of 1,000 had collected wrathfully around the Church of Sainted Cuthbert...
...enough hair on the involved faces to stuff a pin cushion. . . . "The more lenient critics believe we are unacquainted with contemporary poetry. Well, has there been any poetry lately? . . . "Belasco could recruit a troupe from our groups-Borah, the hero; Jim Reed, the villain; and Blanton, the mob scene! . . . "The press gallery often catches and transmits the noisy nothings at the discomfiture of the aggregate wisdom. Those journals, sniffing for human interest effluvia, prefer parliamentary riots and such outbreaks as the Battle of Blanton and Bloom to the interpretation of drab statistics assembled by the drudges of Congressional Committees engaged...
Died. Adolphe Valery Coco, 70, one-time (1916-1924) Attorney General of Louisiana, intrepid investigator of the Mer Rouge slayings (1922) involving Ku Klux Klan. It was he who once, unarmed, defended a prisoner from a mob by drawing a line on the ground with his cane and saying: "The first person who crosses that line I kill...
...design, and a new English text by Robert A. Simon, gratefully free from the stilted archaic talk of the old librettos. Greatest tribute to Mr. Rosing was the ensemble, each member of which played like a trained actor as engrossed in being a soldier, or part of a street mob as Natalie Hall was in being Marguerita. Washington clapped the principals, who were really not principals at all but just part of Director Rosing's scheme, clapped the Jones sets, the gabbling street mob that crowded in on the dying Valentin, the conducting of Frank St. Leger* who with...