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...bring his vestments with him. His equipage will include a wardrobe which would be the envy of a Zulu wife-hunter for brilliance, of an Eskimo seal-hunter for warmth, of a U. S. antique-hunter for traditions. The most venerable are the: Alb, which is a white linen robe, once form-fitting (contracted from the flowing garment of Biblical times in order to give greater facility in handling dripping baptised persons), but recently, in the hours of the church, enlarged again. It reaches the ankles. Although a poor cleric (such as the brother of the Bishop of London) would...
Lusty fishmongers cheered, recalling that the newborn Duchess (TIME, May 3) had her name officially registered as "Elizabeth Alexandra Mary" last week. Despatches announced that at her subsequent state christening she would wear the iace christening robe donned in infancy by George V and Edward of Wales...
...more notice in the lay press than does the sanctity of the holiday. This display of clothes and flowers and jewels and carriages, wily merchandisers have gloated over. None the less they have peered with squinted eye at the fluctuating date of the festival, even as they touted a robe as "hot from N' York, lady," or "new from Paris, madame...
Draped in the flowing garments of old India, with a pink muslim toga, which he called "The Robe of Light," looped up on his left shoul der and fastened there with a jeweled pin, an ancient Buddhist priest trod the deck of an ocean liner in New York Harbor. At his feet sa a throng of disciples, catching words of wisdom and blessednes as they fell. Crowding closer cam newspaper reporters, to whom tn ancient one declared that his name was Avagarika Hewarritaina Dharmapala, the central portion of which meant "wanderer," which was what he liked best to be called...
...Merchant of Venice. Clad in a breath-taking scarlet robe, Miss Ethel Barrymore appeared to Mr. Walter Hampden's Shylock a creation of the role of Portia which flamed like the attack of a young and flighty tanager upon an old and steady-going raven. Mr. Hampden's performance was straightforward, stately and without elocutionary claptrap. Miss Barrymore seemed unusually nervous and selfconscious, but swept the audience off its feet with a blazing scintillant triumph in the trial scene...