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Talk to Me Like The Rain is a subtler, more lyrical play, but less effective, partially because there is no really dramatic clash of wills. A man (D.J. Sullivan), who is tired of being "pased around like a dirty postcard," comes home to his woman (Louise Bell), who is sick of waiting for him. They soliloquize, and go to bed. Given such a soporific plot, Sullivan, through some pretty astute nuzzling, still manages to keep the play on its feet. While Miss Bell is supposed to be delicate, she seems just a little too erect and graceful for the role...
Drafted in 1939, Winter fought in Poland, later in Russia. He kept his talent alive by filling his soldier's sketchbook with nearly 500 postcard-sized abstractions, which he regularly mailed home to his wife. Later, he spent five years a Siberian labor camp, where he kept on sketching...
French to oust the Sultan, made a practice of indignantly exhibiting like a filthy postcard a picture of the Sultan's daughter clad in a bathing suit. Aisha herself made so many speeches on female emancipation that the French Resident General ordered her to stop. When at last in 1953 El Glaoui had his way and the French packed Ben Youssef into exile with two wives and a few favorite concubines, the aroused women of Morocco were the first to unite in demand for his return. Many were killed in street fighting. Others did their strike duty at home...
...With Big Joe out on the Romany road, frustrated Magistrate Murtagh was forced to content him self with ordering Adams and Lee to pay half their fines immediately or go to jail. They paid. Meantime, Saul Allen, returning to his office, found waiting on his desk the latest postcard from Big Joe. "Dear Saul: Just a card to let you know that I just arrived here from Atlanta, Ga. Spoke to Zeke Williams there, and he told me he is sending you what he owes for tickets. I also spoke to other boys, and they promised to do the same...
...blue books" of Parliamentary proceedings, could at least hope that his work would achieve some sort of permanence. There is no such consolation, for the 4,000-odd Harvard students who next week will attack another kind of blue book. Although these men will receive in return a postcard with a mark on it, in most cases they will never either see the exam booklets again or learn the instructor's reasons for the mark. The majority of the blue books, which represent a phenomenal number of man-hours of labor, will remain for several months in some Departmental office...