Word: roped
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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When Historian Louis Booker Wright took over as director of Washington's Folger Shakespeare Library in July 1948, he found the entrance to the reading room barred by a red silken rope and two guards. He promptly ordered the rope sent to the attic, cut the guard force by a third, put the remaining guards to work as janitors. Said Wright: "I came here to make an institution come alive, not to preside over a mausoleum...
...Tycoon Henry Clay Folger to house his vast, scattered hoard of Shakespeariana, the library was run almost like an exclusive club. Only scholars known to its staffers could gain access to its books and manuscripts-after writing in advance. Even the favored few were stopped by the silken rope, had to sit on a bench until a staff member came to escort them to the books. As a result, days went by without a single visitor gracing the reading room. Virtually untouched were its great prizes: 79 Shakespeare First Folios (no other library has more than four...
...Higgins is heading for a cooks' school, hopes to wind up in the galley of the Queen Mary. Collis wants to be a writer. Dickson expects to get a teaching job. But one Trinidadian, known simply as Strange Man, scoffs at education as a "rope they givin' you to hang yuhself wid." His own reason for emigrating is simple: "Well, 'tis simply because ah little tired. Ah sick, bored." London, for these island innocents, becomes the arena of a bitter struggle for survival. They face race discrimination, a housing shortage, a shortage of jobs. Before long...
Mothers' Day. In El Centre, Calif., after 200 eager mothers surged through rope barriers at the city's annual Easter egg hunt and picked the field clean while waiting youngsters went eggless, harried Junior Chamber of Commerce Events Chairman Bob Schwantz announced that he was planning, for 1956, a special hunt just for mothers...
...Pardoll says: "Ready, everyone." The stooped maestro in the wings slides back a small panel and looks out at Conductor Adler. Adler starts the prelude. Four minutes later the maestro murmurs, "Ready!", then gestures abruptly. The stagehand bends his back to the curtain rope, and the heavy, golden brocade parts, rises majestically...