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Opera singers die a thousand deaths. In almost every role, the last curtain finds them sprawled across a parapet, pierced by treacherous bullets, boiled in the oil-vat of some inquisitor or crumpled upon a doorstep with their throats, their canary throats, slit from ear to ear. But in life, as everyone knows, opera singers have to be careful of their health. This last reflection was one that occurred to Beniamino Gigli, celebrated tenor, as he sat in a Detroit hotel, one night last week, staring at a piece of paper. He read...
...Philadelphia, Mr. Bergdoll's mother cautiously opened her door "by the width of a pencil" when visited by reporters. They poked an account of her son's arrest through the slit. After reading the despatch, Mrs. Bergdoll replied through the door: "I don't believe a word of it! When I was in Germany with him, he went around with a lot of young people but he never used to go with girls of the sort who would have him arrested. I don't even believe that he's in jail. He would have cabled...
...dark side street, drew up in front of the Del Fey Club; Thaw followed a drugget of light on the pavement; a door closed behind him. When the reporter's knuckles a moment later belabored that door, a panel in its upper section slid back and in the slit appeared the bulldog brow of a surly doorkeeper. The reporter was a man typical of his kind, a seedy fellow, drearily accoutred. No evening shirt fluted his meagre bosom. No glittering lady stood beside him. He was obviously not wealthy. He was not a member of the "Club." "Beat...
...Derain; Edward Vuillard's comfortable "Woman in Front of a Fireplace"; a curiously enervated drawing by Matisse; work by Menard, Besnard Danchez, Le Sidaner, Blanche; a full length painting by witty Guy Pene Du Bois of a nude woman seen from behind while she peeps through a slit in her curtain window at something in the next room...
...dinner-shirt, collapses, babbling, on a night-club table; instruments fall silent behind piano figurations for a chorus-rehearsal of skeletons with a solo ghoul in a buck-and-wing dip, while the first cat that was ever killed by Care shrinks in affright from the hard, slit eyes, the waiting jowls of Broadway, the Loop, the Barbary Coast. Said Critic Carl Van Vechten...