Word: blossomed
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...might get up a crap game with Jones and his roomies if you are hard put. There are also several good shows in town. I can recommend "Frederika", "Blossom Time", "Fulton of Oak Falls", and "Jane Eyre", having seen them all myself during Reading Period. You know the night spots yourself. They aren't much but you can lose your more weighty cares among them...
...have seen "Blossom Time" twice. When we were ten years old we fidgeted so much our uncle had to remove us bodily from the theatre in the middle of the performance. Last night we sat through the entire production with a good deal more enjoyment, only fidgeting in occasional spots. "Blossom Time" blossomed forth about as well as any tragic, sentimental light-opera could before an audience accustomed to mock-serious musical comedies on the order of "Red Hot and Blue," or "On Your Toes...
Shubert's music is the real backbone to "Blossom Time," and his music alone is enough to satisfy an audience. The singing of George Trabert and Diana Gaylen, particularly their duets, send one from the theatre humming those old melodies still pleasant to the ear. This is, perhaps, the last revival of "Blossom Time"; its day is past. Before it wings into the blue, we suggest that you see it. It still pleases...
Glad to get back to Cleveland to do some creative showmanship, "Linc" Dickey finished up his blueprints for a Great Lakes Exposition early last winter, laid them on the desk of Cleveland's No. 1 philanthropist, Dudley Stuart Blossom. Enthusiastic Mr. Blossom promptly agreed to bear all development costs up to Jan. 1. By the end of January contributions ranging from $25 to $50,000 had underwritten the Exposition for $1,100,000. Setting up a nonprofit corporation, General Manager Dickey, General Chairman Blossom and 125 trustees went into action...
...Francisco's Shamrock Club, Dancer Betty Blossom swirled onto the floor, swinging a pair of benzine torches. A drunk rose, foolishly pawed at Dancer Blossom. Up went her arm, up in flames went the flimsy papier-mache ceiling. When firemen fought their way in to smother the blaze, they found a Chinese cook, three orchestramen hidden in the icebox. Dead from flames and trampling were the hatcheck girl, a woman patron, two men. Torch-Dancer Blossom was arrested for violating San Francisco's fire laws...