Word: donee
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...firemen, to orient new freshmen, and to perform other hospitable services. These, indeed, are worthy aims. But, rather than setting up a small, workable committee to put them into practice, the Council's group has drafted a long and involved hierarchy of committees. The actual work is to be done by a fairly large group of sophomore and junior candidates; formation of "policy" will be in the hands of a gigantic 37-man executive group, which will be subdivided into cabinet, senior associate group, membership committee, and committee on assignments. All this seems rather complicated and unnecessary, for merely welcoming...
Critics found the music (by Remi Gassman) weak and stumbling, but Billy was the brightest thing the dilapidated Ballet Russe de Monte Carlo has done this season. Three Manhattan churchmen also had a word to say about it: they found Billy Sunday sinful. To 38-year-old Choreographer Page, who once toured with Pavlova, the charge was nothing new: her lusty Frankie and Johnny had to be tidied up by New York censors, is still banned in Boston. Says she: "The Bible is filled with sex, especially the Old Testament. And anyway, you can't be very sexy...
...behind the winning coaches is shrewd, 49-year-old Fritz Crisler, who as Michigan's athletic director bosses all university sports, besides coaching football. He had already done his share for Michigan this season by turning out the nation's No. I football team...
Painter Morris Graves is a special pet of Manhattan's artiest art lovers, but he is careful to keep 3,000 miles between himself and their cocktail parties. His strange paintings, completely uninfluenced by the fads of 57th Street, look as if they might have been done by a lama in the peaks of Tibet. Graves has done little to dispel that illusion. When his temperas were first shown and acclaimed at Manhattan's Museum of Modern Art (TIME, Feb. 2, 1942), critics and writers excitedly wired Seattle for information about him. The tall, cadaverous recluse sent them...
...that Passage to India has inadvertently done a disservice to contemporary readers by its very excellence. It has laid too heavy a shadow on the imagination, casting each new work in the model of its grave and thoughtful characterizations and demanding of each something of the haunting real-and-unreal atmosphere that has come to be identified in the minds of Westerners as India...