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...long as this sort of puritanism held pre-Commencement activities in check, nothing like a genuine, festive Class Day existed. But in 1834, some-where, somehow, iced punch came into the Yard, and within the next four years, Senior celebrations had become so bachannalian that President Quincy put a ban on dancing and drinking, thereby threatening to nip Class Day in the bud. But when the actual day arrived, the ladies, who according to some dim nineteenth century logic had previously gone away from the Yard in the afternoon when the real celebrating began, were allowed to remain. Something...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Class Day | 6/9/1948 | See Source »

...meanest medic had not been caught in an abortion mill, had not brazenly advocated socialized medicine, or neglected a patient. Nothing of the sort. He had contrived to keep a broken-hipped Illinois Civil War veteran alive (he lived to his 106th birthday) by denying him his chief pleasure in life: attending G.A.R. exercises on Memorial...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Let Them Die Happy | 6/7/1948 | See Source »

...usual, DeMille twists history until Clio cries uncle. The Third Crusade was a chiefly political adventure which set one-half of the world against the other; under DeMille's pseudo-Homeric touch the story shapes up as a sort of Puppetoon Iliad, chiefly concerned with regal wrangles over a medieval beauty (Miss Young...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema, Also Showing Jun. 7, 1948 | 6/7/1948 | See Source »

...Some Sort of Craziness . . ." While many another writer (Poe, Dostoevsky, Melville) fought battles against poverty, Andre Gide did his struggling without ever missing a meal or muddying his boots. The only child of wealthy French...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Immoral Moralist | 6/7/1948 | See Source »

Nervous and shy, he was a poor student in school and made few friends. Once, told by his mother to kiss a cousin, "I went obediently up and she drew me towards her; but at the sight of her bare shoulder and its dazzling whiteness, some sort of craziness possessed me; instead of putting my lips to the cheek she offered me, fascinated by her dazzling shoulder, I gave it a great bite . . . My cousin screamed with pain and I with horror. She began to bleed and I to spit with disgust...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Immoral Moralist | 6/7/1948 | See Source »

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