Word: lovelies
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...recording by T. S. Elliot 10, reading his poem "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock," appeared in Square stores this week. The reading, which covers both sides of a 12-inch record, was made in London recently by the Harvard Vocarium, which collects records of poets reading from their own works...
...Love That Scrubwoman! Conan Doyle was born (1859) in Edinburgh, the son of a frustrated painter who scraped a poor living in the civil service. Almost from the time he could toddle, the brawny boy was steeped in the favorite subject of Britain's poorer gentlefolk-the ancient and glorious past of the withered family tree. Impoverished Father Doyle claimed a relationship with the ducal house of Brittany. Little Arthur spent many of his juvenile hours memorizing the family coats-of-arms, while his plucky mama briskly scrubbed the floor and called out knightly maxims: "Fearless to the strong...
Only the Dead Live. Like many another writer, Conan Doyle was convinced that his most popular pieces (the Holmes stories) were mere potboilers. Full of love of the vanished days of chivalry and armored knights, he poured his heart into what he considered his "serious" fiction: The White Company, Sir Nigel, Micah Clarke. But soon he realized that that man Holmes was stalking him as remorselessly as if he were a criminal. He tried to shake Holmes off by demanding "impossible" prices for Holmes stories-only to find that the publisher gladly paid up. Doyle became rich on Holmes...
...statement of grief, or a father's equally embarrassing eulogy. This one is neither. Gunther is interested in neither tears nor personal royalties (both his proceeds and the publisher's profits go to cancer research for children). Without fuss, in simple, almost conversational style, he expresses the love and comradeship he felt for his son, gives a step-by-step account of cancer's inexorable victory. In so doing, Gunther arouses in the reader an almost deliberate passion to help find the dark enemy and destroy...
Last week, an audience in Manhattan's Town Hall got to hear the music that had become "a real labor of love" for both Mezzo Tourel and Composer Hindemith. Incandescent with devotional power and warmth, much, if not all, of Das Marienleben made far easier listening this time. Most listeners found it "noble music" indeed. Japed Jennie, tired, but flushed and excited by the music and the ovation: "Let's go back on and do it again...