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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...excessively poor translation of Moliere's title Le Bourgeois Gentilhomme; the rest of the modernized adaptation with which Eva Le Gallienne's Civic Repertory Theatre opened its season was not so strikingly bad but it somehow made the old farce act its age. Only the scene wherein M. Jourdain superintends ironic and Turkish nuptials is as funny as the arty members of the audience thought the rest...
...season progresses encomia will accrue to the Club's directors, but especially to Clifford Webster Barnes, founder of the club, onetime (1900-1905) Illinois College president, onetime (1918) Red Cross worker, capitalist, altruist, di vine. At Yale, Student Barnes, secretary of the Y. M. C. A., made his first efforts to bring sectarians together. Later, in Paris, Student Barnes assembled a small interdenominational group. Luncheon friends among Chicago business men he persuaded to become trustees of the original Chicago Sunday Evening Club and the beginning and continued existence of the club have been due to his efforts. Looked upon...
...TIME, Sept. 17), Jews celebrated Yom Kippur, their Day of Atonement. On the eve of Yom Kippur, in Massena. N. Y., Barbara Griffith, 4, disappeared. Her parents asked policemen to find her. At about this time, someone remembered the legend of the sacrifice. A State police trooper named H. M. McCann summoned Rabbi Berel Brennglass to headquarters where, in accordance with an arrangement previously made with Mayor W. Gilbert Hawes, he questioned the rabbi as follows...
...highest for all time, surpassing even the figure for June 6. Apparently undisturbed, the stock-market went about its business, saw a seat sold for a record $425,000, dickered for the adjoining 20-story Postal Telegraph building as an annex, appointed Mrs. Catherine M. Healy of Montclair, N. J., as its first woman purchasing agent...
...informs her of the emotion that should be hers at the moment. Only then does she proceed to experience it. When held at last, in the arms of the man who has resisted her longest, she thinks "I am dying of bliss . . . I am not disappointed. No, No! I'm not, I'm not." There is a certain bigness in a thoroughly resolute, deliberate hypocrite. Petty Christabel is not that. She actually believes in her own sweetness, sympathy, and understanding...