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...Weed, Chairman, Miss Dorothy Tebbetts; N. H. Barker, Mrs. N. H. Barker; G. W. Bowen, Mrs. G. W. Bowen; F. F. Collier, Jr., Miss Gertrude Bancroft; R. M. Henschen, Miss Margaret Roe; D. A. Holmes, Miss Frances Brown; A. D. MacNutt, Miss Dorothy Warfield; William Sever, Miss Theodoras Smith...
...curent issue of Scribner's Magadine Miss Frances Warfield writes bitterly on the results of education as it is practised in the large women's colleges of the East. She names no names, but by the frequent references to Boston one gathers that it is a college with which all Bostonians are familiar; a secluded place of wooded hills above a lake, which, to the student at a neighboring men's college, at least, does not ordinarily call up ideas of such cruel satire...
...girl's college alone; but if, as she seems to think, higher education at one of the best feminine institutions is nothing more than a farce, it would be too sanguine to suppose that even the top rank of men's universities are above criticism. Unfortunately for Miss Warfield, however, she does not prove her case. She says with the satiric generalization which has become popular in the last decade, that the typical "college woman." If she hered; and, largely as a result of this veneer, thin but adequate, of culture; learns a few catch phrases to repeat whenever...
...else. In short, she draws a picture of cultural devotion around the woodland lake. That there are some students in women's colleges whose interest in learning, whether the result of a scarcity of dates or not, affords them great pleasure and a deeper outlook on life than Miss Warfield seems to have acquired, she does not for a moment consider. That even those whose undergraduate days were little more than a succession of dances and triumphs in feminine politics and sports may still have profited somewhat, even by the thin veneer of culture, she also leaves...
...appear to be taking himself seriously. A short, genial little man, with a big mouth and eyes that seem always to be listening, he had the air of an elegant Hebrew comedian about to do a vaudeville turn. It was thus that he appeared before the famed David Warfield on the day that he entered the show business. Mr. Loew was at that time a furrier. He had done well at the trade of transforming the skins of dead beasts into wraps for ladies, and had recently moved from his humble residence on Avenue B, Manhattan, to a more impressive...