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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...enough unpleasantness for the mean role of Regina, and Brenda Lewis has singing ability and desperation for the unhappy Birdic. The other players seem quite adequate. But Robert Lewis' direction is seriously incpt and gross. Birdie begins too many of her songs lovingly stroking the back of a satin chair. The frollicking little Negro boy is nothing but trite, and Regina's daughter, Alexandra, is far more of a bop fan than a young Southern beauty of 1900. Regina destroys the last and most, effective scene with an interminable haughty posc...

Author: By Herbert P. Gleason, | Title: THE PLAYGOER | 10/15/1949 | See Source »

...value of the proper environment for learning must never be underestimated. Even with a dull lecturer, one can sleep much more effectively if the chair is comfortable...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Lux et Veritas | 10/11/1949 | See Source »

...stone covered a small vault. Within were a skull and other calcified bones, 37 beads, two rings, three cut amethysts, and a large uncut diamond. Greying, spectacled Doctor Guzman grabbed the Mexican flag from a nearby chair and ran to the door of the church. With tears in her eyes she lifted the banner-high and announced proudly: "The remains of the last Emperor of the Aztecs have been found...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MEXICO: Senor y Rey | 10/10/1949 | See Source »

...Hanover, Pa., Hanover Craftsmen, Inc. announced a special chair for televiewers. Modeled after an old English cockfight chair, it is built so that a man can straddle it, rest his elbows on the back and put his drink (or dark glasses) on a built-in dropleaf tray. Women can sidesaddle. Price: $95 and up, depending on the upholstery...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: NEW PRODUCTS: At the Cockfight | 10/10/1949 | See Source »

...last cry of "Ellen!" the old man dies, and with him, unknown to the castle servants and Mrs. Tennant, dies the groaning old world of aristocratic England. Stuffing the precious notebooks into his striped-pants pocket, Charley Raunce boldly seats himself in the dead man's high chair at the head of the servants' table, determined to carry on a way of life that actually has ceased to exist. He is now "Mr. Raunce," butler-king of the castle; as he surveys the long table-the older servants mourning the dear departed, the housemaids coy and giggly-life...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Molten Treasure | 10/10/1949 | See Source »

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