Word: tree
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Most ambitious work of the evening was a "ballad poem" for narrator, contralto, white and Negro choirs and orchestra: And They Lynched Him on a Tree. Poet Katherine Garrison Chapin (Mrs. Francis Biddle, wife of the U. S. Solicitor General) wrote the words; the music was by shy, devout Negro William Grant Still, who inscribed his score: "Humble thanks to God, the source of inspiration." Composer Still's inspiration often ran to obvious, ear-catching effects, but it kept pace with Mrs. Biddle's ballad: an evocation of Negroes gathering in a pine clearing after the white folks...
...still was the clearing that correspondents standing beside the old dining car 2419D could hear the beat of a thrush's wing, the sound of a woodpecker tapping against a beech tree in the Forest of Compiégne beyond. A warm June afternoon sun beat down on the clearing and cast purple shadows across the avenue leading through the forest from the clearing to a road. It was Friday, June 21, 1940. At exactly 3:15 o'clock, German summer time, from a touring car that had stopped at the far end of the avenue stepped...
...Songs of the South African Veld, sung by Josef Marais and his Bushveld band. Part Huguenot, part Dutch and a lot of just plain cowboy is the music of the Transvaal. Sarie Marais, the song of a Boer girl waiting in the mealies (maize fields) by the old thorn tree for her lover to come back from fighting the English, should fall pleasantly on ears fond of U. S. Westerns and Spanish-American war ballads. Stellenbosch Boys is a rousing bumpkin march. The set's three discs provide other good discoveries, among them Brandy, Leave Me Alone...
...animal, free in his instincts; that of the human world, tortured between fear and craving; that of resurrection. Indirectly suggesting that the end of the second age, of the human world, is at hand, he recalls that Christ compared such catastrophes to the first leaves of a fig tree, by which men know that summer is near. In his closing chapter Winston Churchill begins to sketch a program for The Third Day. His resurrection is not supernatural but earthly. The reader who finds in this chapter cold comfort may perhaps be pardoned. But he who finds in it mere idiocy...
...fleeing from the wrath to come. They had paid $200 to $360 for their passages, were glad indeed to get space in crowded cabins or cots in the ship's palm court, grand salon, playroom, gymnasium, post office. Among the passengers were: > Forty dogs, whose accommodations included artificial tree trunks. > New York Timesman Harold Denny's wife and her dog, which understands Russian only; beauteous Mrs. Eric Sevareid, wife of CBS's Paris correspondent, and her month-old twins; a weeping woman who had to leave her Norse husband and two children; oilmen from Russia, the Balkans...