Word: madnesses
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Charlie Chaplin is back, and he brings back with him the gay, mad tempo of the days when movies grinned and didn't chatter. There is the syncopated whirl from one wild gag into the next, slapstick at its subliming, and hands and eyes and faces that talk without torturing your ears and making you supply the gaps. You grasp it all while lolling at your ease. And best of all, you recall the happy days ten years ago when you sneaked out of the back yard at sunset, slapped down your dime on the counter that you could barely...
Cuban friends then considered mildly mad. Cuban mothers cooped up their daughters in the Spanish tradition of despotic chaperonage tempered by matrimonial intrigue. And Mr. Frederick Snare was a rising U. S. contracting engineer who in Cuba specialized, as he still does, in "Piers and Warehouses, Power Plants, Bridges, Sugar Mills and Difficult Foundations...
Storm Jameson has a stubborn Yorkshire temper. When she gets mad, she gets good & mad. She was horrified by the War, and when she began to realize it was probably not the last great war she would have to live through, her anger began to grow. What she felt about the situation and its prospects she told in the angriest book she has written. No Time Like the Present (TIME, June 26, 1933). Since then, the world situation has hardly changed for the better, and Storm Jameson's horrified anger has hardly cooled. Last summer it was still...
...PARIS ABOARD AN OCEAN-GOING NING PO JUNK. It is the idea of a few men who have sailed together before. They need a few additional subscribing shipmates." Subscription for a six-month cruise in the poop of a Chinese junk: $3,000 in advance. Not quite so mad as it sounded was the Ning Po Junk expedition. It was a bitter blow to the proud 18th Century shipbuilders of Britain and the U. S. to discover that the cliff-sided, lattice-sailed junks of China could outride a typhoon that would dismast a frigate. A Chinese junk...
...accompanist, pursed up his lips and proceeded to whistle. The Philadelphians had been fairly warned. Andrew Garth was serious about his whistling. Oldtime vaudevillians could make a living imitating canaries or mocking mocking birds. Andrew Garth was appearing as a concert artist, ambitious enough to undertake the Mad Scene from Lucia, a Schubert sonatina, the first-act love music from Wagner's Die Walkiire in which he took turns at being the orchestra, Sieglinde, the soprano, and Siegmund, the heroic tenor...