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Dates: during 1920-1929
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There is a theory, especially prevalent on the Pacific coast, that when prose is printed in vertical snatches it becomes poetry. A current convert to this theory is Novelist Rupert Hughes, who has written an introduction for a book* by a Miss Virginia Church, California schoolteacher, in which he says she reminds him of Edgar Lee Masters and Sappho. He calls her pages "poems," a definition which may mislead other schoolteachers or puzzle them when they read what are really excerpts from an observant, slightly sentimental diary filled with familiar schoolhouse fauna. Samples...
...What pleased me most was when Mike exclaimed: 'Gee, Miss Brown, you're not a bit like a teacher; you're so human.' . . . Are we wrong, I wonder, offering Art Appreciation and Workshop along with Arithmetic? . . . Yesterday I had a letter from Ned Thompson thanking me for persuading him to go to Yale. . . . Before I came to high school, I taught in the grades. Each morning Ikey Stein brought me roses which he had gathered in the cemetery. Patsy O'Reilly presented me with three battered toothbrushes; his father was a garbage collector. . . . I banged...
...invitation to the mountains; I corrected two hundred papers over the weekend, themes, grammar tests, and spelling. When I returned them to the morning class, 'Brick' chucked his into the wastebasket with a 'Gee, somebody spilled the red ink!' How to make them care! . . . Miss Skelton teaches chemistry; she is a faithful worker for the Y. W. C. A. Mr. Mince tips his hat to her every morning; I've seen her flush at his audacity. Sometime I'm going to lock them in the Study Hall and compromise them...
...play which incorporates such progressive features as a girl on a bicycle and a bishop, both nude, but appearing in total darkness. His wife Sena (Phoebe Foster) is painting a geometrical portrait of Percival Redingote (Alan Mowbray) who, in turn, is about to carve a bust of Sena. Because Miss Foster is a brittle beauty, Mr. Morgan an absurd farceur, and Jo Mielziner, who designed the scenery, knows how to burlesque the futuristic trend, this satire on ultra-modern estheticism by Novelist Ernest Pascal (The Marriage Bed) has its memorable moments. What the quaint older generation would have called...
...shooting may be accomplished by planning to have the bullets, instead of striking directly, bounce off some such household object as a chandelier, umbrella stand or commode. Playwright Hugh Stanislaus Stange's thriller will appeal to small boys, but perhaps they had better not be allowed to see Miss Florence Johns's harrowing portrayal of a dope fiend...