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...little Berkshire village of Cookham Dean was a comfortable little house called The Twigs, which belonged to a Mrs. Skrine. Mrs. Skrine also had a Cook-General, a button-nosed treasure of an orphan girl named Edith Saville who was excellent at making jam and bottling fruits. Mrs. Skrine moved away from Cookham Dean, and lent Edith the General to Mr. & Mrs. Alexander Frederick Churchill Sim who lived 100 yards down the road in a house called Old Barton. Later Mrs. Skrine sold The Twigs to a Mr. & Mrs. Stretch, who promptly renamed it Applewood. Under any name Edith...
...years been the haven of commercially successful female characterizations. Some of the most successful of these have been the creation of Zoe Akins (Déclassée, The Greeks Had a Word for It). Currently she has borrowed a pair of early 19th Century New Yorkers from Edith Wharton's novel. The Old Maid, brought them together with a resounding impact...
...people who like to see an involved, if improbable, tale cleverly unraveled, Piper Paid should have genuine appeal. A near-suicide, two bogus psychiatric tricks and a great deal of hysterical acting by Edith Barrett wind up an anecdote whose moral seems to be that no matter how much devilment a woman may cause, if she suffers loudly enough she may be judged to have made recompense...
...Miss Cornell gave it last night, simply, without affected hysteria, or hair-tearing.'' Brooks Atkinson of the Times: "This is an occasion. All a reviewer can say is 'Bravo!' " High praise, too, was due Miss Cornell's excellent supporting company. Particularly good was Edith Evans as the Nurse. Miss Evans speaks lines which are usually expurgated with a wholesome bawdry which somehow manages to dodge the usual tiresome vulgarity of the part. Brian Aherne, in a curly red wig, is an ebullient Mercutio, gay as May in the Queen Mab speech, bitter as gall when...
...just in time to make a fine Christmas present for her schoolmates at Miss Hewitt's Classes was a thin, blue & white book of Poems by Edith Kingdon Gould, 14, great-granddaughter of Jay Gould. On the day it was published Manhattan newshawks called at the Goulds' Manhattan penthouse, found the butler and Miss Edith, a well-poised girl with bangs and saucer eyes, at home. Said Poet Gould. "I suppose I must get used to this if I am going to be any good with my verse." Thereupon she rattled solemnly: "I have been writing poetry since...