Word: lots
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...performance of the actress. The usually dependable Miss Swanson overplays the little laundress who rose to be a Duchess. She could not remember not to say "ain't" and got herself in trouble with the Princesses, Napoleon's sisters. A great many francs and a lot of actors from the Comedie Française went into the manufacture of all this. On its appearance it was, liberally judged, unworthy of the trouble...
...Cathedral-building: "Bishop Manning is one of the finest fellows going. He is true blue, four-square on God and the Bible. . . . God owns this world. Why worship Him in a lot of little chicken-coop buildings on street corners...
...because of factional hate, but because Christie was her own childhood sweetheart. After many complications provided by Padna Collins, an Irish miser everything ends happily. Ellen marries Christie, Norah explains that she had long ago decided to become a nun, Corny Shakes hands with Christie, and the whole lot sails for Australia leaving Padna behind alone...
...Hasty Pudding Club took in boarders, invited the Institute of 1770 in as a paying guest, and with the proceeds of this happy alliance furnished up the Holyoke Street -club- house, painted the theatre, hung all the old posters in the wrong places, and found themselves with a lot of Sophomore talent. W. S. Wilson '27, is a Sophomore. He ought to make All-American before he is through, if he can hold the delightful gift he has of dressing and looking and acting like a shy, determined little red-haired cutie without the slightest trace of the female impersonator...
...some-thing); J. H. Wright '25, is apparently a butler, but when he lays hold of an ukulele and sings with Mr. Wilson, or when he does a neat step-dance with Mr. Wilson, J. H. Wright '27 is as admirable as Crichton and a lot nimbler C. S. Gross '27 would be a Grade-A prima donna in any college production, and but for the presence of the boy-friend Wilson, would lead this review; instead he is generously content to complement the other's piquancy with a substantial loveliness of his own, and to pile up the Harvard...