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Virtually all lace today is made on machines. Handmade lace, so dear to old ladies, is an insignificant item in world trade, and most of it is made not in Europe but in China. France and England are the leading machine-lace producers but the U. S. also has a lace industry. It represents about $25,000,000 of invested capital, employs 8,000 workers and last year turned out $8,000,000 worth of lace and lace goods...
More than 8,000 Iowans praised the performance, drove away humming I Dreamt I Dwelt in Marble Halls and Then You'll Remember Me. A match for the singing was the ingenuity shown in the homemade costumes. A wine-colored cape had once been a feather tick. Old lace curtains had been doctored beyond recognition. The barefooted "gypsies" shook pie-plate tambourines, wore chicken-feed sacking which had been dyed yellow and scarlet, trimmed with bits of shiny tin. Average cost per costume...
Princess Ingrid wore no jewels. On her head was a small wreath of myrtle. She wore the lace and carefully preserved orange blossoms that her mother had worn at her own wedding 30 years ago. Her bouquet was a small bunch of lilies of the valley. Sober Crown Prince Frederick wore the blue-black uniform of a Danish naval officer with a blue sash. To the chancel rail came lantern-jawed Archbishop Erling Eidem, and after him the Princess repeated...
...last week bearing 49 Catholic priests and Bishop John Joseph Swint of Wheeling. The party drew up before the small churchyard at Sand Fork. Forming in procession, the men of God marched into the church. There Bishop Swint solemnly handed purple robes, a purple biretta and a white lace cotta (surplice) to a wrinkled-faced, white-haired old priest named Thomas Aquinas Quirk whom Pope Pius XI had elected to invest with the title Monsignor...
...Camillo will be more or less familiar to everyone, the French outline with charming delicacy the story of the little grisette who, coming to Paris with much beauty and no money, sets out upon the primrose path. Just what particular gentleman is paying for her sumptuous lodgings, her lace-hung bath, and her carriage is left indefluite, but there is no doubt that all vie for the privilege. After meeting at a carnival, Marguerite Gautier (Yvonne Printemps) and her idealistic young lover, Armand Duval, escape to a cottage in the campagne. An admirable restraint marks the scene in which Armand...