Word: taylors
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...following is the list of students and their guests attending tonight's Jubilee, complete to yesterday noon: JUBILEE COMMITTEE Harvey C. Taylor Jr., bairman Laila Ernet, Brookline John P. Bunker Barbara Boyden, Winnetka, Ill. Thomas C. Carroll Melen Ransom, Nashville, Tenn. Thomas L. Higginson Sally Russell, Brookline George N. Hurd Marjorie Handy, New York Endicott Peabody II Roberts Robb, Brookline Robert T. Abbott Clare Wardaworth, Boston Berrien P. Anderson Mary Anderson, San Francisco Roger Angell Evelyn Baker, Weston Elisha Atkins Elsa Mohr, Philadelphia Charles A. Baker Alice Ann Moore, Newport, R. I. Hugh S. Harbour Maria Kidder, New York City...
Collectors have been assigned to each entry in the Houses. The men in charge are as follows: Eliot, Quinby Taylor '41, Roger S. Schafer '41; Dunster, Joel C. Goldthwait '40, Philip L. Strong '40; Adams, Thomas lacey '41, Robert A. James '41; Leverett, Harry W. Hollmeyer '40, Benjamin Wilcox '40; Lowell, Joseph R. Cramp '40, LeBaron R. Briggs '41; Winthrop, Phillip Thayer '41, Duncan Lane '41; Kirkland. Richard S. Lane '41, Francis M. Shapson...
...Spangler Arlington Brugh, 27, got into the movies when a scout saw him in Journey's End at Pomona College, which graduated him in 1933. A matinee idol and shopgirls' delight from the beginning, he got off on the wrong foot when critics dubbed him "Beautiful" Robert Taylor. To counteract this tendency, his studio, Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer, put him in one two-fisted role after another, swaddled him in he-man publicity. One day last week, Spangler Arlington Brugh took matters into his own hands...
Lucky Night (Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer). Bad luck for Myrna Loy and Robert Taylor, gummed up in a sticky-silly version of the story about a couple who get acquainted, drunk, married...
...Lucky Night," with Myrna Loy and Robert Taylor, should be swallowed only with a stiff antidote of Jonathan Edwards' Sermons. This hangover from the screwball comedies of Carole Lombard would be otherwise too tough to take. A night of recklessness and a drunken marriage, with all the usual complications, results in just another telling,--and a too, too giddy one--of an old story. The plot has no excuse except as a vehicle for MGM's big stars, and if the picture is merely a planetarium, it very definitely needs more power in the projector. The film is nothing more...