Word: manuscript
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Three years ago, Violinist Jascha Heifetz asked Composer Walton to write him a violin concerto. Last spring Composer Walton delivered the completed manuscript at Heifetz' Connecticut estate, and last week in Cleveland Violinist Heifetz, with fidgety Artur Rodzinski's streamlined Cleveland Orchestra as background, gave the new concerto its first performance. Well-woven as a Paisley shawl, Composer Walton's opus proved warm as well as intricate. And though Cleveland's dowagers found its texture scratchier than crepe, Cleveland's critics fingered its solid warp & woof with enthusiasm. Said Clevelander Rodzinski, rolling a long cigaret...
When Sandburg gave his first two volumes a rigorous rewriting in manuscript in 1935, he scaled down four opening chapters on the background of secession into one, making a packed picture of which he suspects "there are some pages over which people will stop and wonder." It was a time of growing violence, growing paradox, growing economic change and bewilderment: "of [Northern] abolitionists hanged, shot, stabbed, mutilated, disfigured facially by vitriol, their home doorways painted with human offal ... of the 260,000 free Negroes of the South owning property valued at $25,000,000, one of them being the wealthiest...
...Moscow Conservatory. No streamlined Eastern orchestra gave it its first U. S. hearing, but the wide-awake, six-year-old Kansas City Philharmonic under cigar-puffing U. S. Conductor Karl Krueger. Conductor Krueger's first cellist, Frank Sykora, onetime pupil of Composer Gliere, had wangled the manuscript out of Russia. An audience of 2,500 Kansas Citizens turned out to hear the overture, and agreed that Joe Stalin had done his stuff: the Gliere piece was engagingly tuneful, richly orchestrated, satisfactorily oldfashioned...
...Webster; eagle-beaked Comic Jimmy Durante paid off with: "T'ank yuh, Boigess. May I call yuh Meredit'?" Much of the continuity was contributed by the U. S.'s No. 1 literary jack-in-the-box, William Saroyan. Volunteer Saroyan mailed in the last of his manuscript Friday night, forgetting Saturday was Armistice Day, a mail holiday. When Sunday came, and no Saroyan, CBS chased him down, had him re-conjure the missing paragraphs...
...ever, his voice mellow, his frame limber. (Only last year he married for the second time: a 26-year-old to whom he had long been "my hero.") Never a ranter, Gypsy Smith preaches of Christ Crucified, rambling as evangelists do. He has told audiences: "You are my manuscript. I look into your faces and wait for God to tell me what to say." He sings hymns in a sweet tenor, solo and with the congregation. He threatens no hell fire, for he believes that "it's no good to scold poor sinners. I know...