Word: caste
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...final revised cast of the plays was announced last night by Eduardo Andrade '28, president of the Cercle, as follows: FOUDROYE Germaine Miss Isabella Grandin Marie Miss Helen Streeter Boismoreau F. W. Coudert '29 Beaupre W. D. Carter '31 LE PATER Rose Miss Elizabeth Lyman Zelie Miss Elizabeth Moller La Voisine Miss Constance Harper Le Cure F. G. Shaw '31 Jacques Leroux E. P. Ettin '28 Un Officier J. S. P. Archer '30 RIVAL POUR RIRE Marie Miss Nancy Crocker Albert E. S. Fletcher '31 Gaston W. B. Cowen...
...voter does not signify the required number of candidates for each office, the votes cast by him for that office will be completely discarded. This rule has been made necessary to avoid possible errors in counting the votes for the divers candidates for each office...
...here and there in the proceedings but it is innocuous, like mold on cream cheese. Pale Eva LeGallienne, mistress of the Civic Repertory, has entrusted the piece to Director Egon Brecher, a quizzical associate of long standing. He handles play and players in the Tony Sarg manner. The entire cast jerk and jostle through the gleeful evening like life-sized marionettes, with a giddy promptness that makes it seem as though all were improvised. Miss LeGallienne is paradoxically absent from the cast; Mr. Brecher, providentially, present. Storm Center is an inconsequential little farce about a married couple...
...studios to the screen, has acquired a hero, a horse and a happy ending. The last is effected when the horse, with some aid from the hero, drags the girl from the sea. The skipper (who lashed his daughter to the mast), is the only member of the cast who drowns. The performances supplied by Frank Marion as the hero and Virginia Bradford as the girl are not nearly so convincing as the realistic energy contributed by wind and wave...
...when he referred to the prison term of a Boston Mayor. The latter, Mr. Curley, with ironic humor, saw that he was put in jail, with the implication that it might be a glass house where one could break stones and not throw them. But Mr. Enwright was not cast down, and arose Prometheus like with his sickly pinkish paper which is an avowed attempt to outdo the most rabid tabloids. And it is unbelievably successful...