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...Shakespearean drama. Manufactured at a cost of $1,500,000, replete with a cast of Hollywood favorites, two directors, a Mendelssohn score and a Nijinska ballet, A Midsummer Night's Dream opened last week simultaneously in New York and London, accompanied by stampedes of mixed celebrities and louder cries of excitement from critics than have greeted any premiere in the last six months...
...Rare specimens there; yes, yes." And there were the ushers unctuous and important with gardenias. There was the music of an orchestra, and the husky crone of a singer: There was "Ah, Sweet Mystery Of Life", there was, "The Lady In Red". There were loud voices, there were louder glances. There were immaculate dress shirts, and there was the Vagabond's. There were laughing faces, and cracking smiles. There were great cascading bouquets, there were wall flowers and pansies. There were tinkling glasses and the dull thud of a bass drum. There were broken hearts, there was the boredom...
...legs. I rushed into the house with the baby, calling for hot water and warm blankets. In the kitchen, I tied the cord, placed the baby in a warm, bath and cleaned off the brown dirt clinging to the body. In the meantime, the child began to cry louder and artificial respiration was unnecessary. I then placed the baby in warm blankets. . . . I have been called upon to attend the child only three times for slight colds...
Ebalgume! Cut them down! Cut them down!" The breeze shifted, carrying the echo louder to the reviewing stand, and bringing with it a great stench of sweat, steaming horseflesh, and rancid butter with which Ethiopian warriors pomade their locks. Thus Crown Prince Asfa Wassan last week reviewed the troops whose commander he had just been made, troops almost certain to be the first to oppose the Italian advance next month, and to try to repeat the great victory of Adowa 39 years ago when the cry of "Ebalgume! Ebalgume!" chilled the heart of Italy...
...spoke to her in 1906 when, twice married and the mother of two, she was dancing. "I did not know the voice of God and went on in the dance. . . . My feet became heavy and the place was no longer beautiful to me. Again the voice spoke much louder, 'Daughter, give me thine heart!' The music died away and I left the ballroom; and for three days and nights I prayed and wept and wrestled for my salvation...