Word: couches
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...months ago W. T. Couch, regional director of the Federal Writers' Project, sent his best writers out to get the life stories of a typical cross section of Southern sharecroppers, landlords, millworkers and owners, relief workers, storekeepers, etc. No editorializing was allowed; stories were to be told mainly in the first person; the results were to be judged on "accuracy, human interest, social importance, literary excellence." Result: something new in sociological writing, a 421-page volume of 35 such true stories to be published May 20. Already exciting advance comment (Charles Beard: "As literature more powerful than anything...
...next year, after Eugene Ormandy had left the Minneapolis Symphony to go to Philadelphia, Maestro Mitropoulos got Ormandy's job. Minneapolitans soon found that their new Greek had a mind of his own. In a small dormitory room on the University of Minnesota campus with a studio couch, an upright piano and two trunks, he lived the life of a monk. When he did go out for an evening, it was not with Minneapolis' dowagers but with some fiddler or bassoonist from his own orchestra. A devout Greek Orthodox Catholic, he wore a crucifix inside his shirt...
...Bleller, Jamaica Plain, Mass., William J. Bobear, Upper Darby, Pa., Thorwill Prehmer, Montclair, N. J., Charles S. Bridge, Franklin, Ohio, Robert B. Broadwater, Oakland, Calif., James G. Cate, Watertown, Mass., Arsen E. Charles, South Braintree, Mass., Allen R. Clark, Calais, Mc., Louis M. Clay, Milton, Mass., William M. Couch Jr., Platte City, Mo., David W. Dean, Chicago, Ill., Hollis C. Dennen, Waltham, Mass., David D. Devens, Boston, Mass., Leonard G. Doran, North Dartmouth, Mass., Paul J. Flamand, Sharon, Mass...
Socrates sat up on his couch and rubbed his leg where the chains had grated against the skin. Dusty streaks of the afternoon sun cut through the prison window. At his feet fourteen men squatted on the floor and marvelled at his quiet courage in the face of--death. Was this death, they thought, do men ever die this...
City College's student publications thereupon published belated reviews of this book. Chapter titles: "A Platonic Kiss," "A Siren's Boudoir," "A Mistress Dissatisfied." Its big scene: a nude woman, lying on a couch of black velvet, seducing the hero: " 'You hold yourself in control like a bloodhound in leash,' she said with a provocative movement of her lips. . . . Flushed, panting, in a frenzy of passion, she clung to him, kissing him with avid lips, aroused to wild lubricity. 'Beat me if you like,' she cried, 'strike me, crush me. I crave violence...