Word: dialects
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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John C. M. Brust, the Ibis, leads the parade with a dialect behind-the-scenes of recent events in Little Rock. His story involves a trio of Arkansas king-makers who send their boy to the State House, and then are forced to shoot him through the head when he integrates the schools. "Like I said," boasts the narrator, "I'm more broadminded than most, but, hell, I guess you gotta keep niggers in their place...
...speaks grammatically now, no longer smokes 10? see-gars, is not addressed by irreverent gamblers any more as Liver Lips or even High Pockets; instead they call him Preacher Man. According to a spokesman, the whole cast will speak with "a soft rural-type intonation" rather than the Negro dialect in Connelly's Pulitzer Prizewinning script. Nobody will wear a derby. Cain still slays Abel, but morals are tightened up all through Genesis, e.g., instead of getting high on his keg of whisky, Noah just gets rosy. Perhaps the unkindest cut will fall on those who especially relished...
Talking Through His Hat. Ohio-born Cornelia and Bergen Evans first developed an ear for the nuances of the English language in 1908, when their family moved to Sheffield, England and took a house near the Yorkshire moors. There they picked up a broad North Country dialect that stirred loud hoots of delight among their friends when they returned to Ohio in 1915. Recalls Cornelia: "We really spoke three languages: Middlewestern American, Yorkshire and the King's English...
...Pleistocene Age's Milton Berle, has matched Sid Caesar's staying power or his grip on the loyalty of hard-core fans. More than that, by common show-business consent, he is one of the truly great clowns. Apart from sheer technical mastery of pantomime, dialect, timing and the ad lib, Caesar has a creative gift for spoofing the stuffy and the phony and for finding endless fun in universal human foibles and frustrations. His career, which began as a $10-a-week saxophonist on New York's borsch circuit, has made him a millionaire...
Himself Yorkshire-born. Hubert Nicholson, 49. is the first novelist in years to give tragic stature to the mute inglorious farmer. He uses the pungent local dialect tellingly but never unintelligibly. Above all, he has created one of those rare images of an ardent, convention-defying love in which the lovers do not "know what or care where or ask why''-but the reader page-hungrily does...