Word: tweed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Eight hours of Orff is simply too much!" The speaker, a tall, lank-haired man in tweed jacket and maroon wool shirt, was none other than rehearsal-weary Carl Orff, Germany's most famed modern composer. Hours, or even minutes, of Orff have indeed often proved too much for some tradition-minded audiences in Europe and the U.S. But last week crowds were thronging to the Stuttgart Opera House for a solid week of Composer Orff's works, including his latest: Oedipus der Tyrann, a highly individual dissertation on the Sophocles tragedy...
...president of Sarah Lawrence is Harrison Tweed, a prominent New York attorney who spent his undergraduate and law school days at Harvard. Only a three-day-a-week president, he maintains his law practice, working in New York on Monday and Friday. This is President Tweed's first and last year in this capacity, for his is an interim appointment, lasting until a permanent president is selected...
President Tweed's principal functions are representing the college and acting in a fund-raising capacity. Financially, he concedes, it is "a great handicap to have female alumnae," for it is their husbands that usually control the purse-strings. Active contributing by parents of undergraduates, however, adds to the success of an annual fund which generally nets about $100,000, sufficient to meet the college's basic needs...
...mood pieces are all of a type: the single, lonely, distillusioned, frustrated youth who has found out that the real Harvard is not the Harvard of his dreams. The authors of these articles even have a tendency to repeat themselves: "a tweed jacket, a bottle of Scotch, and a copy of Eliot's poetry" (p. 43); "Scotch, tweed, Eliot (House?) were the parameters" (p. 53); "hurried up Mass. Ave. toward the graveyard at the corner of Garden" (p. 47); "up to the small graveyard at the corner of Garden Street" (p. 146). The only two really rewarding parts...
Strange Household. When Author Wolfe, newly out of Yale, first encountered him in January 1937, Trotsky had just joined Mexico's impressive gallery of grotesques, and later did, in fact, figure in Mexico City's waxworks museum (wearing tweed knickerbockers), along with Emperor Maximilian and Mahatma Gandhi. Author Wolfe's version of Trotsky is itself a kind of waxworks figure (the writing sounds as if Ernest Hemingway were trying to parody Gromyko), but the book has the great merit of pointing to Trotsky's moral dilemma: Would he have used power less ruthlessly than Stalin...