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When little Ko-sen falls so sick that no pellets from his family's traditional medicine-chest seem to help, his family sends him to the temple, the traditional cure-all for human ills. Recovered, Ko-sen is now a temple-boy, belonging to the pot-bellied gilt gods. Though given to the gods, he feels no dedication in himself, contrives after a time to run away with Fah-li, another temple boy. In the first town they come to they hear a revolutionary orator recruiting volunteers. Ko-sen is much impressed by the new ideas of liberation from traditional...
...observed with satisfaction that each of the 3,000-odd stones in his reblocked headgear, diligently polished, now twinkle and gleam anew. (Startled was 17th Century England when Oliver Cromwell, having ousted the House of Stuart, discovered that the Queen's coronation crown was a gross imposture of silver-gilt and paste jewels worth
Because Editor Reed Harris of the Columbia Spectator (undergraduate daily) was expelled last fortnight there was a mass meeting at the base of Columbia University's gilt alma mater statue. Rated by some a publicity-seeker, by others an able crusader, Editor Harris was conspicuous last winter with charges of professionalism in Columbia football (TIME, Nov. 23) and lately with attacks on the management of John Jay Dining Hall, whose food and sanitary conditions he claimed were poor. Columbia's Dean Herbert Edwin Hawkes announced that Student Harris was expelled for ''personal misconduct." But to many...
...more to go) he missed a spread masse and then watched his opponent, Albert Corty, a Marseilles manufacturer of jute bags, nurse the gleaming balls across the lines for a run of 50 and the match.* When Van Belle and Poensgen played their match, in the red-plush and gilt-scroll lodgeroom of the Elks' Club, they were the only undefeated players left in the tournament. Van Belle was nervous. Sitting in a stiff armchair, he puckered up his lips, blinked gloomily at the ivory joint of his cue while Poensgen had the table. He was only once able...
...friend Ottorino Respighi's Maria Egiziaca might have caused more stir last week. Toscanini planned to direct the production. But instead Composer Respighi came. He relegated Philharmonic Symphony players to a dark corner of the Carnegie Hall stage. In their usual place a great gilt-framed triptych stood, spattered with stars and angels. Angels opened the triptych, disclosed three panels rudely painted to suggest a ship docked in the harbor of Alexandria, a temple doorway in Jerusalem, a grotto in a desert beyond the River Jordan. Over the half-hidden orchestra, Composer Respighi benignly presided while wanton Mary...