Word: sadly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Sirs: I take exception to a few words in your notice of Ethel Barrymore and her Kingdom of God: "the hushed, sad peacefulness of cloistered life." I don't know whether your writer or Miss B. is responsible for that sadness, but there isn't any such atmosphere in convents or monasteries. I ought to know, for I've been in and out of both for a good many years. Life in a convent isn't so wild and hilarious, of course, as in a night club, which must be about the saddest spot on earth...
...Secretary of State's Packard. The small man who steps briskly in always carries a cane, and always wears a dark suit or morning clothes-but without a valet the clothes are seldom newly pressed. Speeding to the State Department, the master is perhaps a little sad to find that his right hand man-R. E.†Olds-is gone. As Under Secretary of State (1927-28), Mr. Olds was well-nigh indispensable to Mr. Kellogg. Today there is really no "favorite" among the four men on whom, the secretary chiefly leans:1) Under Secretary J. Reuben Clark...
...story by Hugo von Hofmannstahl fits cunningly the music of Richard Strauss. Der Rosenkavalier has become for many one of the world's great operas, performed too infrequently in the U. S. The role of the Princess contains a most sad and beautiful aria on growing old which Frieda Hempel, Rosa Raisa and Florence Easton have often sung to notable effect. The role of Octavian is to be played by a woman, since the lover masquerades as a woman through much of the action, and is only 17 years old at best...
...brother officers, Prussians and Bavarians, followed him to Gorheim, not only because they were sad for the blood they had shed, but also because they disliked the post-war world. During the last few months the penitents have come by twos and threes, until last week it was calculated that at least 200 had been received as novices at the monastery. Most of them were socially prominent in Berlin and Munich, living lives of blithesome ease, swanking at regimental reunions...