Word: ballads
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...plenty of fine dancing, if few memorable tunes. Best of the lot: There's a Great Day Coming, Manana, The World Is In My Arms. To wind up his show, Jolson abandons Composer Lane's score, whips into Mammy, Sonny Boy, Swanee, April Showers, many another ballad that he plugged in the '203. Kneeling, rolling his eyes, bleating the old speakeasy classics, Jolson manages by curtain time to draw a warm bath of Broadway nostalgia that would drown even Billy Rose...
Died. Sam McGee, oldtime Yukon sourdough and inspiration for Poet Robert William Service's rugged North-Country ballad, The Cremation of Sam McGee; in Beiseker, Alberta. Oldster McGee returned to the Yukon two years ago, found his old two-room shack turned into a tearoom emblazoned with a macabre invitation: "Have a cup of tea with the ghost of Sam McGee...
Among refugees who arrived in North America last week were: Poet Robert William Service, short, red-faced, British-born author of many a hairy-chested ballad (The Cremation of Sam McGee, Shooting of Dan McGrew), resident of France for the past 28 years; Mrs. Somerset Maugham, wife of the British author; Baron Maurice ("Momo") de Rothschild, soft, luxury-loving French representative of the famed international banking family; Mrs. Dorothy Round Little, British ten-nist, twice winner of the Wimbledon singles, and son; three waifish guests of J. Pierpont Morgan: George Harry Vivian Smith, 6, Ann Smith, 1, Lord Primrose...
...Harry Hines, a churchgoing member of the Texas Highway Department. Pappy O'Daniel got out his sound truck (with a replica of the Capitol dome on top), hired some more entertainers (including Texas Rose, a girl ballad singer), and put on a two-week whirlwind campaign. In his wake he left a trail of fainting girls and women-sometimes as many as a dozen would be laid out on the truck, prostrated by the crush of O'Daniel handshakers. On Saturday night, after the polls closed, he threw a mammoth party in the Governor's Mansion...
...moral, blunt as a rifle butt, of Kipling's ballad, is that in peacetime democracies keep their little armies on starvation rations and hard words, and when war comes, wish they hadn't. After every war the U. S. has fought, it has disassembled its fighting machine, on the theory that there would be no more wars. Result is that most U. S. wars have been fought wastefully (with unnecessary loss of life) and "heroically" (inefficiently) by bungling, unkempt armies. Exception was World War I, where the A. E. F. gave a good account of itself. But even...