Word: evelyne
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...task of those in the funeral profession," according to a manual for undertakers titled Psychology of Funeral Service, "to educate the public in the right paths." In the dozen years since Novelist Evelyn Waugh wrote The Loved One, his famed satire on "the funeral profession," the public has been so thoroughly educated that today the undertakers' take-over from clergymen seems almost complete- and more profitable than ever. So reports the Roman Catholic magazine Jubilee in an article showing that anywhere in the U.S., a family can dispose of its dead in an atmosphere of cheery and costly flimflam...
Anthony Powell, a novelist whom British Critic V.S. Pritchett has ranked with Evelyn Waugh, and whom Evelyn Waugh has ranked with Proust (though "more realistic and much funnier"), is almost totally neglected in the U.S. It is not that Powell is dull; he is indeed much funnier than Proust (though not, perhaps, to the French). It is not that his subject matter is so special as to be outside U.S. sympathy; by now, British upper and middle class life should be less exotic to the U.S. reader than Yoknapatawpha County or the gas-filled pads of Jack Kerouac...
Founder of the institute is slim, earnest Schoolteacher Evelyn Nielsen Wood, 51, who first caught the fast-reading bug 15 years ago when she handed a master's-degree term paper to her speech professor at the University of Utah. He flipped the 80 pages once-and marked the paper without missing a detail. His untrained speed: 6,000 w.p.m. Teacher Wood found 50 other such prodigies, including housewives and a sheepherder. All had common characteristics: they read whole paragraphs at a time, remembered everything. Concluded Teacher Wood: "Speed is not most important, but only through speed...
British Novelist Spark has been compared to Evelyn Waugh, but the comparison is inexact: she is, in fact, a kind of welfare state Jane Austen, a novelist in whose hands the commonplace becomes mysteriously implausible, the routine eerily irrational. Unlike the scheming septuagenarians of her earlier novel, Memento Mori, the inhabitants of Peckham Rye are so determinedly average that they lack even the capacity to sin grandly. When Mr. Vincent Druce, the managing director of a small textile firm, visits his secretary, Miss Merle Coverdale, to make love to her in the evening, their activity is as carefully calculated...
...author slipped on one quotation ["men must endure their going forth" should read "going hence"] and misattributed the Restoration opinion of Elizabethan plays; it was John Evelyn [rather than Samuel Pepys] who made the notation in his diary after seeing a performance of Hamlet. But these are venial sins. His judgment about the three big festivals, about American acting, Baconianism and some other topics is sound and pithily expressed...