Word: reade
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...theory that Mr. Conant himself pressed urgently for stringent action was discarded in reliable quarters on two counts: (1) He has not yet read the parody issue of Esquire, and (2) To pass the proposals by the Lampoon editors, the threat of drastic official action was evidently exaggerated...
...what strikes me particularly is that the purpose of the whole publication seems to have missed fire. I remember reading in Mark Twain's Sketch Book not long ago a most gruesome (to the unsound of wit) story about "My Bloody Massacre." Briefly, it describes how Mark Twain wrote under the guise of a murder story a biting satire about a certain person, but no one who read the paper paid any attention to the little details that showed what a great fiction it all was As I remember one bit: "Gosh, Jim, he scalped his wife and b'iled...
...grown adopted son, a grown adopted daughter. In Santa Barbara, Calif., the John J. Mitchells (Lolita Armour) could likewise boast of two adopted children. Down the Coast in Hollywood, many a cinemadopted youngster rested securely in his crib, or romped beside a private pool. There the visitor could read about Wallace Beery's 4-year-old Carol Ann, Gloria Swanson's Joseph, Harold Lloyd's Peggy, Constance Bennett's Peter, Morton & Barbara Bennett Downey's Michael, Barbara Stanwyck's Dion, Fredric March's 3-year-old Jacqueline, 1-year-old Anthony...
...readers, and not many critics, last year waded through a huge post-War German novel called The Sleep-Walkers. In Germany where it was widely read, its author, Hermann Broch, was known respectfully as a onetime businessman whose philosophic and scientific bent had led him to literature in middle age. Readers of The Unknown Quantity will echo that respect. The Unknown Quantity is brief (240 pages), carefully and clearly written, contrives a genuine atmosphere of intellectual excitement, but it lacks the human charm most readers demand...
...Last of Mr. Norris to W. H. Auden. To canny readers, this salute was as unmistakable a signal as a finger laid to the nose: Author Isherwood is a lad of the new day, and oldsters had best avoid him altogether or loosen their collars before they begin to read...