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...feature spot is accorded Miss Ruth Sato, a Japanese dancer. We don't profess to know whose fault it is but Miss Sato insisted on tap dancing and according to our limited notions this is not the sort of thing that Japanese should do--especially when dressed like a pagoda. There is some good comedy and some clever eccentric dancing...
...such visitors as ride donkeys to her Dover cottage; Mr. Dick (Lennox Pawle), her shrewd, erratic house guest who was always getting the head of King Charles I into his writings; Dora (Maureen O'Sullivan) who uses the account book for sketching and whose spaniel lives in a pagoda; Agnes (Madge Evans), whom David marries when Dora dies-all these and a dozen other great Dickensian characters live and move and have their being in this picture. Best of the lot, though, is Mr. Micawber, played by W. C. Fields, red-nosed, dazzled, grandiloquent and undespairing. It is Micawber...
...earliest existing fragments of wood-block printing, a Chinese prayer scroll printed in 975 A.D. and recovered from the famous Red Pagoda, or Lai-fund Pagoda, at Hangchow, has been donated to the University Library of Jerome D. Green '96, director of the Tercentenary Celebration. The scroll, obtained by Mr. Greene in China in 1931, and said to be the only one of its kind of such ago in America, will be placed in the Treasure Room...
...Shih, of Pekin, one of the leading philosophers and men of letters in China today, said that the Harvard scroll is one of the few fragments of a Dharani Sutra, printed in 975 and deposited in the cavities made in the bricks that were used to build the Red Pagoda. When the Pagoda fall to ruin in 1924 a few copies were found still in fairly good condition despite nearly ten centuries of burial. The fragment is about three feet long, and two feet wide, or approximately one-half its original length...
...Vagabond is fit to faint as his sainted Aunt Harriet used to say. Such doings! The old town abandoned itself last night to the spirit of revelry and the Vagabond from the shelter of the Subway Pagoda watched the swirling crowds in their mad career after excitement. Life, he mused, as a Freshman draped a fraternal arm about his shoulders, is a strange thing. Dexterously the Vagabond transferred the affections of the nebulous romantic to a nearby column and went on thinking about life...