Word: mccord
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Wells '97, L.P. Marvin '98, J.W. Prentiss '98, Eliot Wadsworth '98, B.H. Dibblee '99, N.F. Ayer '00, J.P. Jones '02, J.R. Hamlen '04, Chairman of the Executive Committee, John Richardson '08, S.D. Warren '08, H.C. Clark '11, Leverett Saltonstall '14, vice-president, J.W.D. Seymour '17, and D.T.W. McCord '21, acting executive secretary...
...their inconstancy of warmth and books often encumber the knees of gentle souls who prefer their own lamp light to the colder luminaries of the winter heavens. No better book for such a purpose, no more delightful, distinguished, and never dull--to be precise, let's suggest that David McCord is an excellent essayist in the Hazlitt manner with a touch of Benchley at his best...
...Coles Philips would say, it's small enough to fit any girl's stocking as well as to rest upon her knee--a sentence which suggests that "Oddly Enough" is a very fine book. An arrangement in black. Mr. McCord in the words of Whistler implies that he has attempted a sortie into the field of etching. The implication may be accepted. His sortie is quite successful...
...McCord has developed a character in these tones and half tones, a kindly person who sees the amusing facets on our rough diamond of a world, would like to hock the diamond but remembering those facets keeps it and just never does take his trip to Europe. That trip to Europe, by the way, is one of the best of Mr. McCord's etchings. "I Never Go to Europe." Perhaps he saw Papa and Mama and little Mildred off. At least there's a nice irony in thinking...
...other day, speaking of his play, an actor in the "Butter and Egg Man" repeated that often told truth: the best humor is that which can incite two to laughter and one to tears. Mr. McCord has discovered the art of humor. This character of his who spends "Half Hours at Sea." who knows a "Philosophy of Ceilings." is humorous in his revlation of pathos. Life to him is no grand grasp of the mighty but a daily contact with the desperately stupid rhythm of life as it is. And the order of his day is the discovery...