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...brink of joining the Allies, he carries on underground anti-Ally propaganda to keep the U. S. out. Courting but never really espousing lost causes, living up to his ideals but not to his talents, he scorns worldly success, of course never gets it. At the end, all the rapscallion, intriguing, turncoat ne'er-do-wells on whom he has sprinkled his life join him in a rowdy, surrealistic, drunken brawl...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Death and Transfiguration | 2/20/1939 | See Source »

...five years Ma Lester, in Tobacco Road, has said to her rapscallion husband : "You're a sinful man, Jeeter Lester, and you're going to Hell." Claiming that he had her fired for refusing to shout "Hell" at the top of her lungs, Ann Dere, who had played Ma for two years, sued James Barton (Jeeter...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Theatre: Show Business: Dec. 12, 1938 | 12/12/1938 | See Source »

PRAY TO THE EARTH-Evelyn Eaton-Houghton Mifflin ($2.50). A proper picaresque novel, as concentrated as a dried prune, about a rapscallion French peasant...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Fiction: Recent Books: Aug. 22, 1938 | 8/22/1938 | See Source »

Only yesterday the scandal began; only yesterday Senor Donna Inez sent the rapscallion away. But why be angry with the world? It is bound to turn on its axis; and the Senoritas and the Maters and the Paters and all humanity along with it. One must live, die, make love, pay taxes. Why fret about them if the hour be sweet. It is all amusing; dangerous; melancholy; inevitable. Philosopher's food; the poet's playground; the lover's misery. And so away: the soul of living is its license. Thus mused Donny Juan; and some hundred cantos bear witness...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 11/18/1935 | See Source »

...Down East" in the 1850's the budding songwriter was regarded as a rapscallion. When he might have been brooding over crops, he was strumming a mandolin, playing at country dances, barnstorming in minstrel shows. During the Civil War he commanded a Negro detachment called Company G. One day he heard a dusky private muttering, "Shoo, fly, don't bother me." Thereupon Bishop wrote another song which every soldier sang...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Hymn from Maine | 7/1/1935 | See Source »

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