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...clothed this fragile, moving phantasy in verse sometimes remindful of the brassy couplets of Joseph Moncure March's The Wild Party, sometimes of Noel Coward's flip lyrics, never of the stately pentameters of her own Will Shakespeare. The Boy (Stephen Haggard) is lying dead on his pallet when Death comes to take him. The Boy screams defiance, pleads for a chance to come of age among the living. Before Death agrees, centuries pass. The Boy is returned to the London of 1934 and the charms of a worldly woman (Judith Anderson). He is torn between...
Japan Does a Roosevelt? In China proper last week secessionist news from Manchuria was branded as a mess of Japanese lies. Convalescent but still typhoid-feverish, Marshal Chang Hsueh-liang, recently forced out of Mukden by General Honjo, declared from his Peiping hospital pallet, "China will never recognize a secessionist regime set up in Manchuria clearly under Japanese influence...
PICK UP THE PIECES-North 3-1- Doubleday, Doran ($3). In Grimm's more lurid fairy tales one reads of ogres chopping off legs and arms to make the body fit a pallet. In circles of Dante's Inferno, and in histories of the Spanish Inquisition, are the rack, the wheel, ingenious machines of torture. In Pick Up the Pieces a victim reports the filthy straitjacket, instrument of torture in a modern, real-life insane asylum. North 3-1,-that was the number of his ward in the last institution he attended- is now a successful publicity director...
Bare walls, and a plain French wooden bed. For 24 hours, last week, the Generalissimo tried out an "American bed"-with a crank and gadgets-then resumed his austere pallet. As he lay with fast-beating pulse, enduring alternate chills and fever, the man with the calm grey eyes would sometimes cast them for a long time on the richly embroidered Banner of all the Allied Nations, which hung above his head. Sometimes too he would call for his baton-the baton of a Marshal of France-and with the tips of his old fingers would caress along the shaft...
Mary awoke, and rising from her white pallet fell to her knees, frightened, for a figure of blinding light stood above...