Word: mellows
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...authentic note (struck most poignantly when Actor Robeson sings the spiritual, "Sometimes I Feel Like A Motherless Child") of the Negro's inability to find himself in complicated mazes of the white world; and Mr. Robeson's personality. His organ-like voice croons, booms in husky, mellow tones filled with all the languor and ebullience of his naive race. In the third act he appears stripped to the buff-an Apollo in black marble, a sight for any sculptor. Across the footlights prejudice turns to admiration. Black Boy, with the debased morale of the U. S. Negro...
Businessman-Boss Brennan is getting mellow. He is playing his last big game, "betting his bossdom against a seat in the U. S. Senate that Illinois is sick of prohibition." The voters perk up their ears and open their eyes. Now they can see how this backroom worker of cigar stores and old saloons performs. He feeds their curiosity with garrulous anecdotes, he says little of economic significances...
...Significance. There are in the world a few unsensitive people for whom the mellow, wry blarney of Author Donn-Byrne has no meaning at all. These are pitiable folk, for they will not understand the astonishing thing he has now done-written a book of modern times with all the glamour upon it that was on Messer Marco Polo, The Wind Bloweth and his other tales of days long gone. His warmest admirers will be quickest to see that he has not done this rich thing without overdoing it occasionally-slipping over briefly into unredeemed melodrama, laying...
Opening his recital at Jordan Hall last evening with "Promesse de mon avenir" (from 'Le Roi de Lahore' by Massenet), Mr. Henri Marcoux, baritone, impressed his audience at once with his mellow charm and confident vigor. As one would expect of such a finished singer, a protege of Mr. Isadore Braggiotti, there was no trace of diffident restraint, and by the time that M. Marcoux had concluded the second number of the next group he revealed the richness and subtle nuances of his unusual voice and stirred more than polite enthusiasm...
Small men with momentary reforms and transient fancies arise to enjoy brief hours upon the stage of public favor. President Eliot for years has been the sage and sufficient reference for such little men. Like some wiser leader of an often flippant people he has continued the just and mellow sage whose words are never hollow, ever filled with wisdom and purpose. The CRIMSON extends to President Eliot sincerest good wishes on this, his ninety-second birthday...