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Though his work is the breath of life to Vondorn he has enough wits to realize he must keep his lungs to breathe even that exalted air. He goes off to Rainbow Sanitarium in New Mexico, but his passion for astronomy is greater than his passion for health. He begins to work on his book Toward a New Space. Then two violet-blue eyes, across the sanitarium dining-room table, begin to work...
...spirit of Dunster devotion, of Leverett loyalty, to ring up his cash-register. He had samples made, he set silk-mills a spinning with a three hundred dollar check; and presently his window on the avenue flashed forth its stripes of purple, blue, and green. But alas, this rainbow touched no pot of gold. Many paused to stare but few went in to buy. "Today the window is empty of its pride. The necktie menace has been put down...
...Porter or Jerome Kern are no better. And yet, for all this talent, Through the Years remains a dreary, lifeless affair of lavender and old lace. You will sit through the better part of three acts before you hear a tune anything like the kind Composer Youmans wrote for Rainbow, Great Day, Hit the Deck cr Florenz Ziegfeld's Smiles. Best number in Through the Years is "Drums In My Heart," which should be drumming long after the show is packed off to the warehouse...
...Yale and put him in the Navy. From the Navy he went to the music publishing house of Remick, then to Harms. His first complete score was done for Two Little Girls in Blue (1921). Followed Wild flower ("Bambalina"), No, No Nanette ("Tea for Two"), Lollipop, Smiles, Oh Please, Rainbow ("The One Girl"), Great Day ("Without a Song"). Laurence Stallings and Oscar Hammerstein II wrote the libretto and lyrics for Rainbow, which ran into hard luck until Hollywood got hold of it. Through the Years is Mr. Youmans' third venture as an independent producer...
...Indian named Quauhtlatohua left his home in Cuauhtitlan to go to mass in Tlaltelolco. His name had been changed at baptism to Juan Diego. As he passed by the barren, rugged hill of Tepeyac, site of old Aztec shrines which the Spaniards had overthrown, there appeared to him, amid rainbow colors and heavenly music, a beautiful woman. It was the Virgin Mary! She addressed Juan Diego as hijo mio (my son), told him to go at once to the bishop and say that she wished a church built on the hill. Juan Diego went, but the Bishop did not believe...