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...life, and threatens to publish them, unless Durgan agrees to veto a bill for a new water works, one of the chief issues of the campaign. Durgan, of course, refuses, the boss releases the story by means of Durgan's own phone, it appears in an extra, and the mob enters enraged. Then Durgan makes a great speech to it, tells it the truth about himself, also what he is doing for it, the people, and once more the people turn to his support...
...irony of it! After 40 minutes of lambent, death-defying play as the game was drawing to a close, a figure shot out from the mob and down on the CRIMSON goal. It was Buel of the Lampoon. A mighty shout rose from the men of yellow streaks. But they reckoned without Hollister. In the first half as rover for the Lampoon, he had shone, nay scintillated. He had distinguished himself as the only man to be put off the ice for questionable playing throughout the game. Now, as goal for the CRIMSON, he proved his versatility. Under press...
...second act also has two scenes, the first in the cotton mill, the second in a one-room cabin of typical "poor-whites." Act three shows the exterior of the mill; act four, the cabin again. Sixteen characters, not to mention ten women's voices speaking out of a mob, mark another difference. Finally the structure of the play is in quite another vein from that of Miss Lincoln's. Where "The End of the Bridge" gradually evolved the story of Peter and at the same time showed the recovery of a woman's mental balance and her growing love...
...Hinks captures him, brings him back to work. With a mob of crazed mothers who gather outside the mill when piercing screams come from within, we learn that "Skinny" has been injured in the machinery. Martha takes him to his cabin and nurses him. From the lips of old Hinks she hears the story of how he took him from a dying man in a hospital who owed him money; and she knows that "Skinny" is her own child...
...type of Harvard man all too little known to us today. In the gentle-voiced, frail, friendly Cantabrigian who so recently died, few could have recognized the ardent lover of all that was adventurous and free; the knight-errant champion of Abolition; a man who could lead a mob and who could plot gloriously for jail-deliveries as well as for deliveries from prisons of the mind. As Unitarian minister, as mob leader, as captain of the 51st Massachusetts Volunteers, and as colonel of the first colored regiment of actual slaves enlisted as Union soldiers; as reformer, and as author...