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...very woodenness of the plot manages to increase this effect of mellow antiquity. Take Gaylord Ravenal, for instance. He is a Hero in Distress who, due to forces beyond his control, fails to support his Beloved Wife. He leaves her because he Loves her Truly. Finally, both of them Old and Gray, they Reunite on the Spot of their First Meeting. In order to communicate fully the spirit of the showboat era; it is almost necessary to have such a combination of stuffiness and conventionality. Ravenal is a stereotype of an age that took its stereotypes seriously. Consequently, although...
...unconsciously steered away from the usual breakfast-table gridiron speculation. Vag had always been a little vague about rules and such things; football had always been a pleasant compromise between little men on the field and little girls in the stands. Now it seemed that there were other less mellow aspects to the whole business...
...evening last week the five members of the Executive Committee of the European Economic Cooperation Committee were ushered into the green-tinted library of the U.S. Embassy in Paris. Their job had been to lay a practical groundwork under the Marshall Plan. They were in a mellow mood. Their report on the 16 participating nations' reconstruction needs and measures was ready for signing. But their U.S. hosts for the evening (Under Secretary of State Will Clayton, Ambassador to Britain Lewis Douglas, Ambassador to France Jefferson Caffery) soon routed any optimism. For two hours Clayton handed out "friendly advice...
...sentimental journey to his old home town of Kitchener* last week, the Prime Minister shucked his dignity and reserve to show an unexpectedly mellow Mackenzie King. "Welcome Home, Billy" read the banners on many a Kitchener business house, and for two days the 72-year-old Prime Minister got the full-dress treatment of the home-town boy who has made good...
Family Voyage. All across the Atlantic the weather was on the side of Britannia. The smooth sea was just what Captain Illingworth ordered. Most of the nights were lit by a theatrically mellow moon. But as the shoreline died away, the passengers had little to look at but themselves. The few inveterate voyagers among them recognized that nothing about the Queen Mary had changed quite so much as her passengers. The prewar glitter of the salon list was dimmed. Gone were the orchids and the ermine. Few British escapists, yearning after the fleshpots of Manhattan night life, rubbed magnificent elbows...