Word: writings
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...President Harding's administration (almost six years). No Cabinet trio has continued in office together for so long since the Civil War. Of the mighty works of Messrs. Mellon and Hoover, much has been said; but what of Mr. Davis, that handsome Moose, who likes so well to write of his iron-puddling days, who runs the youngest department of the Cabinet...
...might almost be called "Secretary of Immigration," for there is his chief interest and there he has accomplished his greatest works. He helped frame the restrictive immigration act of 1924 and he has administered it with scarcely a hitch. He seldom misses an opportunity to write about immigration; and who can do it better than this man who was once pulled out from under a bed in Wales...
...first act is in the home of the wealthy Count de Varigny, played by Bruce McRae. A valuable half hour is consumed in explaining that the Count has a son who has left his father's bed and board three years previous to the curtain to write popular songs in Parisian Tin-Pan Alley. Here, the son, Mr. Geoffrey Kerr, has been fortunate enough to awaken with his piano one night the charming Miss Bainter, playing the part of a Roumanian medical student. Thus acquaintance, attention, and infatuation in quick succession. A bailiff with a long name has come...
...liar, he took to professional story-telling years ago. Only since respectability went into a decline has he been really successful. On disreputable subjects like night fishing, adultery, peeking in at lighted windows and loafing, he is quite an authority, having had in them a lifelong interest. He can write about them, too, up to a certain incoherent point where the blissful inanity- or is it miracle?-of "just being alive" turns upon itself and leaves his lazy mind groping for words. Nowadays Huck Finn is called Sherwood Anderson...
...first sentence, the generalization: "All men are blowhards." But how far removed from Huck's amiable unmorality is all this Tom-talk of moral credit. How strange that two products of like environments should see things so differently in retrospect. How odd that Huck the outcast should write with such contentment while Tom the respected citizen has loathing in his memory and joy, strident because vicarious, only in perfections yet to be. Both the books are written for middle-aging people. Who shall say which is wiser...