Word: orchard
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...Gull is not yet fully Chekhovian, not of the quality of Uncle Vanya, The Three Sisters, The Cherry Orchard. Already-and quite wonderfully in places-it has Chekhov's fragrance, incisiveness, poignancy; It has dialogue that, if seemingly scrappy and elliptical, constitutes a marvelous sort of notation. Already, Chekhov can convey the apartness and aloneness of people; already, too, he can be about equally compassionate and merciless, not so much acquitting his characters as pardoning them...
Robert E. Barnett of Lincoln, Neb.; Robert D. Canty of Arlington, Mass.; Robert S. Dolven (Capt.) of Willmar, Minn.; Jack A. Hamilton of Kalamazoo, Mich.; Robert A. Hastings of Austin, Minn.; Philip C. Haughey of Framingham, Mass.; Richard K. Hurley of Belmont, Mass.; Edward L. Keenan of Orchard Park, N. Y.; Rodney W. Long, Jr., Winchester, Mass.; Lewis D. Lowenfels, New York City; Neil K. Muncaster of Winchester, Mass.; William M. Parmley of Salt Lake City, Utah; Dominic Repetto of Rockville Center, N. Y.; LeRoy H. Scharpen of Red Wing, Minn.; William M. Schreiber of Wooster, Ohio; Robert S. Treisman...
Edward P. Almy of Dedham, Mass.; Edward P. Bliss of Sherborn, Mass.; John R. Bray of Orchard Park, N. Y.; Richard J. Clasby of Natick, Mass.; William J. Cleary Jr. of Cambridge, Mass.; Walter S. Cooledge of Arlington, Mass.; Thomas J. Coolidge of Brookline, Mass.; Joseph F. Crehore of Wenham, Mass.; Charles B. Flynn of Milton, Mass.; Francis X. Mahoney of Dorchester, Mass.; Douglas C. Manchester of Newton, Mass.; James E. Moynihan, Jr. of Belmont, Mass.; Edward J. Mrkonich of Eveleth, Minn.; Anthony S. Patton of Arlington, Mass.; R. Norman Wood (Capt.) of Marblehead, Mass.; Robert H. Weiss...
...mixed irony and despair. In "The Lodger," a lawyer sells his youth, career and principles to marry for money, only to learn that everyone despises him. In "A Visit to Friends," a Moscow lawyer visits the ancestral estate of childhood friends and learns, in conversations reminiscent of The Cherry Orchard, that they are doomed to lose the estate as they dribble away their days in futility, hoping vainly for a miracle...
...taverns and coffee shops all over Spain's capital last week, once respectable customers were sidling up to waiters and barkeeps to whisper the cryptic words: "Any orchard chops?" Often as not, the bartender would reply 'with a knowing wink and lead the customer around to a hidden door in the back of the shop. There, while both of them kept a nervous ear cupped for the sudden cry of "Poll!" (police) from a boy on watch, the avid customer would receive his prize - a crispy, crunchy sparrow fried whole in deep olive oil. In one gleeful gulp...