Word: reale
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Upon a 36-foot, red-satin bed called "The Ardent Couch" an unclad Venus lies dreaming. Of her four uninhibited dreams, the first-an underwater vision called "Venus's Pre-natal Château Beneath the Water"-is the real crowd-catcher. A long glass tank is filled with such subaqueous décor as a fireplace, typewriters with funguslike rubber keys, rubber telephones, a man made of rubber ping-pong bats, a mummified cow, a supine rubber woman painted to resemble the keyboard of a piano. Whatever this may mean as art, the exhibitors did not dilly-Dali...
...months ago Harry Hopkins said he would resume residence in Iowa so that his motherless daughter, Diana, 7, could have a "real home." Last week, to make good, he leased for two years from Aetna Life Insurance Co. a 388-acre farm three miles north of Grinnell, Iowa, where he went to attend his college class reunion. On a neighboring farm he had worked as a hand when a boy. Before returning to Washington, he went out to look over his new crops (69 acres corn, 32 acres oats, ten acres soy beans). Said he: "Farmers have for the first...
Growled William Green: "The leader of the C. I. 0. has again blocked labor peace. . . . The real reason is that . . . peace would automatically end his autocratic control...
...comfort, less fruitful concern seems to center on his intellectual stimulation. A tutorial system is provided but the best tutors receive little recognition for their proficiency in this work; additional neophytes are added as section men for the ever growing social science courses, but the men on whom the real teaching burden rests are fired; this year ten assistant professors have been released. Harvard's administrators have provided a tentative and incomplete blueprint for a new educational structure but have failed to conserve the vital energies which alone can give it usefulness...
...must be admitted that Author Brinig's fictitious suicide is more cheerful than John Warde's. But his awkward, correspondence-school prose, his amateur philosophizing make his story less dramatic than mere reporters' accounts of the real thing...