Word: tunics
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...naughtiness achieves a grace, a punctilious elegance which may well chagrin the Prince of Darkness himself. In the first scene of this picture Mr. Menjou, Crown Prince of Hungary, is awakened by a fly which alights on the end of his nose and inspires him, while he buttons his tunic, to relate to the officers of his staff an impolite story which is one of the most consummate pieces of pantomime that has ever enriched the cinema. He starts down to breakfast, falls in love with a charming proletarian whom he meets in the hall, lets the Princess to whom...
...more observation and we have done. The CRIMSON, arguing for these tunic trousers intimates that they are the heritage of seagoing ancestors. Trousers are certainly worn wide in the Navy, although a whilom secretary did contemplate restraining them, and they are sometimes worn that way in the merchant service, but they are not turned up at the bottoms. Now these offending bags are turnd up and there by rendered sloppier. Thus the analogy falls, the argument crumbles and wide pants walk in sackcloth and ashes. --Boston Transcript
Significance. As may be inferred from the above account, the story does not matter. God the Father in a tunic of blue crepe-de-chine, throned among his squadrons on the ceiling of Mrs. Aldwinkle's best bedroom, does not matter, for Aldous Huxley has made these people, not in the image of the Omnipotent, but in his own. It is the unquiet imp of his own self-consciousness that squirms in each. He capitalizes self-consciousness as a literary idea. Like Jehovah, and better than any man since, he understands the implication of that famed formula...
...frayed but punctilious sergeant; a rough highland boy, with teeth like a trap and a knife, a yellow tunic and yellow kilt; a harp with "I am the Queen of Harps" graved on its front pillar, the Red Hand of Ulster beneath and the maker's and singers' boasts beneath that?these are also in the story...
...which Isadora's art had conjured?then the music swelled and a mystic and dramatic dance began. Among the children was noticed a little blonde eight-year-old girl, Mary Peters, daughter of Karl Peters, Chief of the Cheka, or the Robespierre of the Russian Revolution. Her little red tunic was "like a drop of blood in the spotlight " ?a reminder of another side of Communism...