Word: scarecrow
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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London's tailors had another grievance. After studying the clothes represented in the portraits, the editor of Tailor and Cutter spoke editorially for his trade as follows: "A portrait does not gain power by adding a coat which no self-respecting scarecrow would don. Nothing is added to the effectiveness of the canvas by omitting buttons, ignoring seams and maltreating collars and lapels." Of Artist Augustus John's Portrait of a Man he said: "A more graphic title would be Portrait of a Man in a Home-made Suit." Of Artist Sir William Orpen's portrait of Sir Ray Lankester...
...word of truth in his whole novel. Not that the reader would for very long be kept in doubt because whatever merits this detective tale night possess plausibility is not one of them. Still it compensates for its lack of realism by a surplus of mystery and melodrama. A scarecrow plays a major part in the plot. Every elue in the murder led to a blank wall until Detective Faucet spied the blood on the living room carpet and all that sort of thing...
...because Artist Beardsley, as Poet Keats had done, was to go southward and die of consumption before he was 26 years old. It is easy to remember him now as he must have looked to the people who had come to church that afternoon-the figure of a frightened, scarecrow dandy, scampering crazily through a graveyard...
WHEN TUTT MEETS TUTT?Arthur Train?Scribners ($2). The two legal Tutts?Ephraim and his junior partner?appear in connection with The Doodle Bug, The Viking's Daughter, The Meanest Man, The Scarecrow. Then, in When Tutt Meets Tutt, the last story in the book, they fight on different sides of a great dispute about the will of the late Commodore Lithgow. To readers previously acquainted with the legal acrobatics of the two Tutts, it is unnecessary to explain how the elder and more talented member of the firm, aided by the unexpected, scores his point. Such readers will hope...
...your pardon ... is it my move?" The Book. To fit a name which is now not well remembered, even as a legend of ridiculous shame, Author Hibben has patched together, out of old letters, old sermons, the remembrances of friends, a figure which is that neither of scarecrow nor monster but of a man, whose absurdities are entirely comprehensible, whose pretensions are more pathetic than laughable. Equipped with the abilities of a reporter as well as those of a biographer, Author Hibben has been able to preserve the plush and walnut of the period in which Preacher Beecher flourished...