Word: morleys
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Died. Sir Howard Morley Robertson, 74, president of the Royal Institute of British Architects from 1952 to 1954, a curiously two-sided architect who remained firmly on the side of tradition in such sound and solid buildings as the British pavilions at four international exhibitions and the New Royal Horticultural Hall in London, but gained his greatest fame as a highly progressive teacher of the '20s and '30s, encouraging his students to follow the emerging modern architecture that he never employed in his own work; after a long illness; in London...
That Summer in Paris, by Morley Callaghan. How it was on the Left Bank in the 1920s by a Canadian writer who once knocked Hemingway down in a boxing match while Scott Fitzgerald kept time...
...city at large but that part of it where The Sun Also rose from, a few streets and cafes in St.-Germain-des-Prés and Montparnasse, where every Tom, Scott and Ezra thought of himself as a man of genius, and in some cases was. Morley Callaghan, Canadian novelist, is one of those who have survived to tell how they once saw Ernest plain...
...Morley became a member of the peer group in 1929 after his short stories had been published in McAlmon's This Quarter, and he had followed all agog from Toronto in its imperceptible wake. Soon. Morley was able to match anyone in the regional game of literary oneupmanship, and he knew who was meant when some one mentioned Eliot.* He proudly recalls the day he put in their places a couple of young squirts who thought they were In because they could recognize Hemingway in the streets. They thought a little man who followed Hemingway carrying...
...moreover, contained Hemingway's boxing gloves and the clue to why Morley could sit in a cafe with Ernest when Scott could not. Hemingway was hooked on boxing; he was so self-deluded about it that he told a friend, "My writing is nothing. My boxing is everything." Though he was seven years older, he had known Morley back when they were both reporters on the Toronto Star. He and Morley, a competent amateur middleweight, liked to box together. It was as simple as that, but Scott felt "pushed aside and not needed." One fatal day he wangled himself...