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...Rope, by Louis Mennini, 35, Eastman faculty member and brother of Manhattan Composer Peter Mennin. The plot is based on a one-act play by Eugene O'Neill. An old miser dangles a noose from a barn rafter, hoping his son will hang himself. Instead, the son decides to torture the miser into revealing his money's hiding place. Composer Mennini spent a summer learning the ins and outs of opera composition at Tanglewood, and used his knowledge well. The rub was the music; it seemed too charmingly melodious for the gruesome plot...
...Real Loud." When Welk and his accordion first came out of Strasburg. N. Dak. (pop. 800), his music was brash and noisy. A farm boy of Alsatian descent (he still has a faint Germanic accent absorbed from his parents), he learned to play "real loud" at barn dances. One of his fellow musicians used to protect himself from the Welk blare by putting cotton in his ears. Welk toured with small combos around Yankton...
...seven to nine months the heifer or bull (castrated into a steer to hasten fattening) is sold to the feedlot operators or to farmers who also specialize in fattening cattle for market. In Warren Montfort's barn in Greeley, Colo., a huge, self-unloading truck moves unceasingly up and down the quarter-mile-long pens, pushing Montfort's special feed mixture into the troughs while a solid line of white faces eat their heads off. Says Montfort: "This is a factory. We manufacture beef and nothing else...
Some of the younger Nationalists and their wives thought the occasion called for a gesture of thanks to their leader. They organized a victory march on Groote Schuur (Great Barn), the vast Dutch Colonial pile, once the mansion of Empire Builder Cecil Rhodes, that is now the Cape Town residence of the Prime Minister. Around 9 of the summer's evening, a caravan of 130 cars, filled with 156 Nationalist parliamentarians and wives, drove slowly up to the great house whose grounds overlook two oceans. "We have come to sing," announced a spokesman. Mrs. Strydom invited the crowd inside...
...October 1928 the ministry at Borley parish had stood vacant for some time. Borley Rectory, a rambling, ramshackle Victorian barn of a house, sprawled on an Essex hillside, had little to offer the wife of any rector. Its roof leaked; its plumbing was in hopeless disrepair; its corners and closets were cluttered with the detritus of ages; rats and mice infested its secret corridors; and many of its rooms were unfurnished. To the Rev. Guy Eric Smith, a man of middle age newly ordained to the ministry, all this was of little account-a parish was a parish. But what...