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...Carnegie Hall gay with Italian and U.S. flags, 3,000 people sat and awaited the greatest event in Manhattan's music season. Three thousand people sat, hundreds more stood, jammed tightly in back of a red plush rail, and hundreds more turned reluctant feet down 57th Streethick-set little man scooted out on the stage and started for the conductor's daisg a band of able musicians how his "Clock" symphony should be playedras for nearly a decade now. Here are the pines of the Villa Borgheseini, a triumph for Respighi and the U.S. debut of a certain English nightingale...
...York City, hasas populous and bustling an industrial section as any city on this continent, but over its residential district, over drowsing brown stone-fronted streets lingers the breath of a vanished century. Thevchurches on many corners, the winking brass bell knobs on front doors, the window-boxes and plush curtains, all speak of a civic pride that clings anxiously to dwindling incunabula. It is not a matter of tradition, for most of the old families have moved to Manhattan. "Foreigners" and their blowsy women cook goulash and whip children in the houses where 40 years ago candles shone...
John Delaney, light-heavyweight, is another gentleman who believes implicitly in the might of his right mauler. Standing in the middle of the most magnificent prize-ring in the world-a ring with posts of brass, bucket-holders of brass, seats braced with brass, and ropes of bottle-green plush-the Star Chamber of the new Madison Square Garden, Manhattan-he pushed that fist so violently into the face of Paul Berlenbach that the latter fell down and reclined on his side, head, ear, shoulders, hips and legs. The referee's arm began to rise and fall...
...Hollis Street Theatre. Doubtless the playwrights, John B. Hymes and LeRoy Clemens, called it a comedy drama for lack of a better name, for it fits no dramatic pigeonhole. The prologue, which is weird melodrama, takes the kinks out of the audience's spines and leaves everyone grasping the plush cloak-hanger ropes. In the lantern-lit interior of an empty refrigerator car ride four characters, the weeds of humanity's garden, playing poker--an unctuous card-sharping deacon, an Italian escaped convict, a thug, and a young hobo, who has had a conventional background. As the freight pulls...
...Tichmenev, Secretary of the Bolshevik Embassy, was on hand to receive the Presidential party in the absence of Ambassador Leonid Krassin in Russia. Instead of waiting for the formal introduction and then showing the President the assembled collection of Red art, M. Tichmenev rushed him to a plush-covered table on which were four glasses of champagne...