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...ills is to encourage the moonshiner, the mountaineer, and his bootleg brand; he should be allowed to issue his product under a special tax, microscopic in dimensions, and should be praised for his simple, homespun way of living and working; he should be glorified in poem and ballad, and should develop a tried and true clientele of drinkers hardy enough to withstand the ravages of excess. Fancy and phoney foreign liquors, and bottled in bond American whiskeys, are to be left to the effete, in the reform which I envisage, while the great mass of the drinkers of the country...
...started to sing slowly, to a tender swinging rhythm: I'm headin' for the Last Round-Up, Gonna saddle old Paint for the last time and ride.* The Paramount audience that day suddenly found itself strangely affected, listened as it would have listened to an old familiar ballad. For the last time Billy Hill's cowboy coaxed his steers-into line: Git along, little dogie, git along, git Git along, little dogie, git along...
...only serious rival so far is Anthony Adverse, which is not really indigenous to the U. S. The Woods Colt, as American as the dialect in which it is written, as the quick-tripping, minor-keyed banjo songs of the mountaineers, is as blood-stirring as an old ballad. The Book-of-the-Month Club, embarrassed by October riches, could not pass up this egregious novel, so it cannily chose both The Woods Colt and Flush...
Very few of Fiske's pale paraphrases of barroom jokes, his irrelevant elaborations of smoking-room mythology, are as frankly dramatic as "Mr. Jones's Night Off." Most famed is the ballad of "Ida, The Wayward Sturgeon"-a wretchedly voluptuous fish who said to herself: "There must be more to this sex-life than just swimming over each other's eggs." She put a badge on her right shoulder saying "I will share," paid a visit to Fanny Bored, the world's oldest mermaid, finally had an uncomfortable liaison on a barnacle bed, with an octopus...
Nine Pine Street (by John Colton, Donald Blackwell, Carleton & William Miles; Margaret Hewes, producer). The case of Lizzie Borden, who is popularly supposed to have murdered her father and stepmother in Fall River two generations ago, has produced a body of New England legend and at least one folk ballad. It has taken four playwrights to stage the tale, and what they have done is not important. What is important is the amazing transfiguration of Lillian Gish as an actress...