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...First Lady looked radiant and chic in a grey suit, handled herself with aplomb. After the picture-taking, she flashed a big smile at the ladies, sat down at a desk and said "Good morning." "Good morning, teacher," burbled the New York Times's Bess Furman. "That's just what I feel like," said Mamie. Then, as if she had done it a thousand times before, she reached for her engagement list and read it off, tea by inexorable tea. Among the coming events: a tea for Mary Pickford, with some old Pickford films ("I think...
News of Upstairs. Then Mamie was ready for questions. While pencils flashed like knitting needles, Mamie let the girls in on some of the upstairs news. She had converted Bess Truman's sitting room into her own bedroom, had painted it a restful green, and moved in pink furniture. The White House, she confided, was not such a bad home: "I think it's really livable for as large a house as it is. I love the high ceilings...
Porgy and Bess (music by George Gershwin; book by DuBose Heyward; lyrics by DuBose Heyward & Ira Gershwin) reached Broadway for the fifth time since 1935. Such popularity is indeed deserved: the great roll call of Gershwin tunes alone-Summertime, A Woman Is a Sometime Thing, I Got Plenty o' Nuttin', Bess, You Is My Woman Now, It Ain't Necessarily So-would be enough to explain it. But Porgy and Bess approaches authentic American opera: its very story is picturesquely American and unblushingly operatic. The crammed, violent life of Catfish Row inspired George Gershwin to something beyond...
This Porgy and Bess is musically full-bodied; dramatically, it stresses something primitive and makes earlier productions seem in retrospect a little genteel. Its chief shortcoming: without quite achieving the musical statue of opera-the music sometimes pants and strains-it becomes a bit too sprawling and noisy for musi-comedy. But such excesses are a kind of tribute to its exuberance...
...Harry S. Trumans seemed to be readjusting quickly to the existence of private citizens. At 7 one morning last week, Bess Truman stuck her head out the front door, hesitated, then started looking for her morning Kansas City Times. "They always throw it where you can't find it," said the former First Lady as she poked about in the shrubbery...