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...message carried down river by Marine Corps plane. On office days Tommy Holcomb goes home at 4:30 to the Commandant's quarters at Eighth and G Streets Southeast, alongside the Marine Barracks, where Commandants have lived in unbroken succession since the house was built in 1805. Quaint, spacious, fitted with authentic reproductions of its original furnishings, the house is also the centerpiece of one of the Corps' favorite yarns...
Unlike other arts, ballet dancing never gets deep into psychological whys & wherefores. Ballet seldom expresses tragic ideas or describes serious situations. Its dancers are graceful athletes; its subjects usually fairy tales, quaint boy-&-girl situations, gentle vaudevillian satires. Some rebellious dancers, pining for more significant footwork, have balked at ballet's limitations. First of the rebels was the late great U. S. Dancer Isadora Duncan, who took to stage dancing like a Baptist to water, discarded ballet's fouettes and entrechats for natural movements, its powder-puff skirts for Greek robes...
Trials. On Aug. 8 at Riom, a quaint, forgotten town in Auvergne with grass-grown streets and stately derelict mansions, a new Supreme Court of Justice created by a Petain decree will convene "to search for and judge ... all those . . . who have during an undefined time committed crimes or misdemeanors or betrayed duties in their charge by acts that led to the passage from the state of peace to a state of war . . . and by acts which thereafter aggravated the consequences of the situation thus created." The Court, composed of five prominent French jurists, an admiral and a general...
Last week freak-fenestration's pioneer, Saks Fifth Avenue, was at it again. This time the artist who furnished the in spiration was Henri Rousseau, the little French baggage inspector whose quaint, ingeniously primitive jungle pictures (painted on his Sundays off at the Zoo in the Jardin des Plantes) awed pre-war Paris...
...people who could laugh uproariously at war-flavored jokes. Housewives were still in the mood and the money to shop, and flower stands were loaded with the best and gayest flowers in years. In air-raid shelters in intellectual Bloomsbury, Britons kept alive their ancient, threatened culture by chanting quaint madrigals. Britons were still Britons, but they would not have been human if the strain had made no impression...