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Play, Genius, Play! (by Judith Kandel; Lew Cantor, producer) is another Sin & Temperament drama. A violinist who tires of fiddling, seeks surcease in the apartment of one of his brother's friends. The friend happens to be a lady in satin pajamas named Didi, and she gives him surcease aplenty...
...roughhousing, all carefree yelling, kept them at practice as much as seven hours a day. When they were ready for concerts Director Lippert bought them bright snappy costumes: for sacred songs, red silk cassocks, white silk cottas, ruching for their necks; for secular songs, long blue serge trousers, white satin blouses, red pleated sashes. They arrived in Manhattan last week with a spiritual adviser, two tutors, a wardrobe mistress and two trained nurses who see that they change their underwear each day, feed them cod-liver oil, spray their throats, take all their temperatures at night and submit the charts...
...Oklahoma City, the handy Brothers C. W. and J. W. Rollison. septuagenarian realtors with time on their hands, took a week off to build their own coffins, complete with satin pillow headrests...
...first time, in 1923, against nutbrown, iron-muscled Molla Biurstedt Mallory. By 1927, after Suzanne Lenglen had turned professional, Helen Wills, at 21, was admittedly the ablest amateur woman tennis player in the world. In 1929, she was presented at Buckingham Palace in a shin-length ivory satin dress, exhibited her paintings in London, won the Wimbledon title for the third time, married Frederick S. Moody Jr. So good was she that, for the sake of excitement, all tennis experts could do was look for her closest rival. They found one near at hand: Helen Jacobs, of Berkeley. Three years...
...Moody had packed up her rackets, sailed for England, only to be eliminated in the semi-finals of a minor tournament that made it clear that she had not quite reached her oldtime form; how Helen Jacobs had finally been presented at court in a full-length white satin gown the week Wimbledon started (see cut); and how, finally, the two girls had played through to last week's final. Now, at match point, there seemed nothing left for the crowd to see except how Helen Jacobs would finally accept the victory for which she had waited so long...