Word: rachael
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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This year that dominant moppet, Rachael Low, 13, her sister Prudence, 15, and their mother accompanied Low on a banging, booming holiday. First shots were in the harbor of Lisbon, where two Portuguese war boats fired live projectiles in a brief mutiny (TIME, Sept. 21 ) before the Lows sailed on to South America, stopped at Buenos Aires while persons unknown threw a bomb at the British Embassy without much effect. Because the bearded Low is definitely pink in his politics, Britons expected him to be kind with his pencil to President Roosevelt in Washington. Last week, with Low just back...
There are two major faults in this drama. First, the story concerns what happens to a number of visiting lecturers in this country, a hackneyed theme that has been handled more effectively by Rachael Crothers. Second, Mr. Robinson forgets that in a satire the first duty of an author is to be consistently and persistently satiric. When he remembers this simple fact "Ever the Twain" is an amusing play, and, fortunately, these moments come with sufficient frequency to prevent it from becoming boring; but in the stretches in between the high spots it is pretty dull stuff...
...Jewish Conciliation Court, an unofficial body composed of Magistrate Louis B. Brodsky. Rabbi Alexander Basel and Contractor Sam Lippman, had come one Nathan Goldberg, his wife, his daughter Rachael, 21, and a young Italian named John Costello. The Goldbergs wished Rachael "to quit loving that Italian boy." Magistrate Brodsky called Costello to the bar. He was a cabinetmaker. He made $25 a week. Three hours ago, he said, he had married Rachael...
...Rachael grew pale, wept. Her mother, her face hidden by a shawl, screamed hoarsely and fled the courtroom. Nathan Goldberg sobbed: "She is dead for me. I have nothing to do with her no more. Her three dresses hang in the closet. Tomorrow I burn them and we sit shivah. She is dead from...
...does my father say that?" cried Rachael. "He called my sweetheart vile names. . . . He said he would burn my eyes out, and my sweetheart said he would cut my father's throat. And he's going to burn my dresses. He didn't buy the dresses. I did. I paid for them with money I worked like a dog for. Why doesn't he leave us alone...