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...house lights, up came the footlights, and there before the curtain stood a tall, grey man whose daring dancing had once shocked the purists and made history in the dance. Ted Shawn, 63, is at home before any audience, but this audience was his special home-Jacob's Pillow, in the Berkshires near Lee, Mass., where he turned a weed-grown farm into the hub and Mecca of dancing in North America. Shawn introduced what he called "the apex of our achievement in presenting dancers at Jacob's Pillow," the Royal Danish Ballet. Then the Danes took over...
Success Without Ice. The Danes, who rarely venture far from Copenhagen, have a distinct style of their own. Its originator was the great Danish choreographer, August Bournonville (1805-1879), and a dash of Bournonville was what the balletasters came to Jacob's Pillow for. In two pieces, the dancing lesson called "Konservatoriet" and the pas de deux from the "Flower Festival in Genzano," they found it-gay, pretty romanticism instead of the drawn-steel tension of the Diaghilev tradition, verve and enthusiasm instead of icy perfection. Surprise of the program was a snippet from Coppélia, choreographed...
...stride, of paying a compliment or wearing a coat. It was something men commanded in the stress of business . . ." And in the stress of the business of criticism, Kronenberger commands an unmatched style. For he can balance a sentence as if it were a crown jewel on a velvet pillow; and he can also, occasionally, throw the pillow across the hall at a particularly dull archdeacon. The chief merit of The Republic of Letters (besides establishing the author as one of that republic's leading citizens) is a feeling it generates in the reader-the feeling that the books...
...nerve-center of a nation-wide numbers racket. The Boston Post will print a series of twenty-six editorials criticising the University, after which John Fox will trade the paper for the Saturday Evening Post. "Better hours," Fox will explain. "I'm tired of being battered from pillow to Post...
...hear no for your answer, do you hear me?" She wandered into Vag's room, pulled up the disheveled blankets, then smoothed the rumpled spread over, fluffing up the flat pillow. "We're not supposed to make beds, you know. Now, will you be coming to dinner with...