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Lectures in
America
Jty Gertrude Stein
A 2.ri0-page book which haa as
little punctuation in it as this one
should be eagerly welcomed by
those students who do not relish
the task of delving into the mys
teries of English grammar. By
actual count there are on the av
erage of five commas per print
ed page, only a few more periods,
and never a punctuation mark of
another description. The author's
idea on the general subject is that
a comma only lets you stop and
take a breath, and if you want to
take a breath, you should know
you want to take a breath without
having to see a comma in the sen
tence.
This book is in part really a se
rious attempt on the author's side
at a justification of her peculiar
ideas and her still more peculiar
mode of expression, and in part a
discourse on what English litera
ture is, on what the function of
poetry is, and what makes oil
paintings! Perhaps most valuable
is her intimate, subjective account
of the concocting of her two fam
ous works, “The Making of Amer
icans’’ and her famous opera,
“Four Saints in Three Acts.’’
Of the Time and
The River
Jty Thom ns ff oolfe
This volume contains eight sub
ordinate books or chapters, each
a separate story, and each, in spite
of Woolfe’s vivid and penetrating
style, strikes the reader as a case
of psychopathic hallucinations.
Characters seem like paranoic
dream-fabrications, warped from
normality.
The stream of consciousness is
(he author’s favorite tool. He uses
it effectively, woven with bits of
his own personality. “Who owns
the Earth ? Did we want the
Earth that we should wander on
it ? Whoever needs the Earth shall
have the Earth; he shall be still
upon it, he shall rest within a lit
tle place, he shall dwell in one
small room forever.” Thus Woolfe
characterizes his restless style and
subjects.
Fads of Life in
Popular Song
Jty Sigmund Spaeth
What was that lyric you just
sang ? Best give it another
thought. You may not realize
what’s concealed in those appar
ently Innocent and probably stupid
words. Or maybe you do. It some
times isn’t so hard. "Facts of Life
in Popular Song" is one of the bet
ter guides to double entendre that
has come our way. Ruthlessly Mr.
Spaeth strips familiar lyrics of the
past five years or so of their va
rious pleasant tunes and sets them
before us in all their banal, vulgar,
or mawkish glory. He has a lot
of fun in the process, and his in
imitable debunking tongue - in -
cheek style should provide a lot
of fun for his readers.
The Dark Island
By V. Sackerville-West
Like “the summer sea, dancing,
sparkling on the surface, with dark
depths beneath” is Shirin le Briton,
the fascinating girl-woman whose
life is understandingly dealt with
in V. Sackerville-West’s "The Dark
Island.” Mysterious, lovely, still,
loved but never loving, her one
passion is the Island of Storm, the
wild, barbaric, beautiful island on
which she lives and which is a
fitting background for her haunt
ing charm.
The author has a modern slant
on the fictional psychology of mind
and emotions, and succeeds in in
troducing you to an unusual char
acter in an unusual way. A unique
treatment of “thoughts” and the
maintenance of a single powerful
mood combine to make “The Dark
Island” an interesting book.
Make It Now
By Ezra Pound
If you understand French, Eng
lish, German and Greek, it might
be possible to get the significance
of this conglomeration of criticism
and poetry. Essays—so it is titled,
but it is either way over our heads,
or our heads are way over it.
Queen Victoria
By E. F. Benson
Here is another book about the
model queen. Su much has been
written of this royal housewife
that it is a real surprise to have a
new book present amusingly a tale
which is decidedly interesting per
se. The characterization and gen
eral handling are in the manner of
a novel, rapid and well-dramatized
. . . a good book for those who
enjoy virtue triumphant.
Jorkens
Remembers Africa
By Lord Dunsany
To most of us story-telling seems
a business, or a pastime, or possi
bly an art. But this volume of
short stories by Lord Dunsany re
veals that it may be nothing short
of sheer magic. The fantastic yet
familiar places of the adventur
ous imagination are the settings
of these tales, although they all
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begin tamely enough in a London
club where Jorkens, an old travel
ler, may, by judicious use of whis
key-and-soda, be persuaded to re
member his experiences. With a
quiet style and a cool logic Dun
.sany relates them; there is no fan
fare of obvious color nor adjectival
splendor. Yet I defy any ordinar
ily imaginative soul to read the
book without feeling that he is
plunged into the midst of the most
wonderful and satisfying Arabian
Night adventure, and is at last
realizing the dreams of strange
and far and mysterious things that
always hover behind the flat fam
iliar face of reality.
Pylon
By William Faulkner
Zoom of a racing plane round
ing the field pylon in a headlong
burst of mad speed! Crash of a
plane into the lake, with the pilot
lost forever! Such events strike
the tone of William Faulkner's
novel of aeromaniacs. He does
something new in describing in his
breathless impressionistic style
these strange beings, the pilots,
the parachute jumpers, whom the
air has made into soulless mechan
isms, its slaves. As the friendly
reporter says of them, "They ain’t
human like us . . . crash one and
it ain't even blood when you haul
him out; it’s cylinder oil the same
as in the crankcase.
A strange book about strange
personalities, strangely written.
DRAMA
Just around the corner! Romeo
and Juliet, to be given by the
Guild hall players beginning May
29 for a six day run, which some
how gives rise to the same feeling,
as if some eighth grade were to
present Noel Coward's, “Dinner at
Eight!”
One consolation, however, Mil
ton Pilette, as Romeo—looks so
very nice in tights, to say nothing
of Ted Karafotias.
Ah, well—it was M. Shakes
peare himself who said, "All the
world's a stage!”
The biggest,- big miracle of
“Small Miracle,” recent technique
of acting class production was
George Root’s role of the hard
boiled detective; but then—it isn’t
George’s fault that he has the face
of a gentleman!
Penny Review awards one star
each, to Portia Booth, Bill Cottrell;
two stars to Alice Hult, and Les
Miller; and five to Horace Robin
son for the excellent set.
MUSIC
The University Symphony or
chestra, under the direction of Rex
Underwood, will be presented Sun
day with the winners of the state
music teachers’ contest as soloists.
Lucille Beall, pianist, has a large
mature tone and technique for such
a young artist. James Niblock,
who played last year as a winner
of the same contest, has shown
a geat improvement, according to
Mr. Underwood.' Irene Moore, tal
ented University pianist, and Gla
dys Berg, contralto, will also be
soloists.
Mendelssohn's great Elijah,
which the Polyphonic choir pre
sented after a long period of re
hearsal, was marred by the diffi
culty which the orchestra had in
following Paul Petri's chorus di
rectors beat, caused by insufficient
practice with the choir. The splen
did baritone voice of Eugene Pear
son. formerly of the University,
saved the performance from disas
ter.
PLAYS
Javliawker
By Sinclair Lewis and
Lloyd Lewis
Wondering why in thunder this
play was ever written, the reader
lays it down with the longing to
shout, "Hell, what is this? Satire,
historical tragedy, or a darn good
character sketch?" The setting is
Civil War. One whole scene is
played in a "glory hole," which
ought to be "gory," as all but the
main characters are bloodily and
horribly killed.
"Jayhawked" is so named from
the principal role, Jayhawker Bur
dette, clever Free-Soiler politician
who promotes the war for his own
ends. But it gets beyond him, and
the stark brutality and bloodiness
nearly drives him mad. The piece
is a timely commentary on poli
tics today, as well as an introduc
tion to Sinclair Lewis as a play
mate.
EDITORIALS
Landing Lawyers
Hats off to the lawyers for a
swell show. Ringside seats at the
courthouse—preferably in the jury
box, where one may loll in uphol
stery of a sort and footstools—are
good for laughs as well as copious
! legal education. Last week’s ex
I pose of Bill Palmer's digestive ec
centricities was the high point of
the season. We hope for more
such inside dope.
Then there was the B.A.-Law
School ball game . . . most enter
taining from an eye-and-ear stand
point. Jack Vaughn, complete
with Bavarian costume, roller
skates, and “plumber’s friend,” led
the band for a time, then the mu
sicians chose to wander their own
sweet ways, harmonically speaking,
and the legal bench was the scene
of plaintive oriental improvisa
tions during the rest of the game.
Color . . . that’s what we appre
ciate about the outfit!
The Emerald
This business about Men’s and
Women’s Emeralds is to what good
point? Competition? Variety?
Tradition ?
The battle of the sexes never
seemed of particular moment to
us; as for variety—one gets rath
er fond of the Emerald’s familiar
face as it is. Tradition we shall
leave to the Committee.
But perhaps it is a salutary
thing to experiment occasionally,
if only to show us how fortunate
we are that it isn't done more of
ten. The Men’s Emerald was crisp
ly written, splotchily made up—
half tabloid, half high-school hu
mor. Will the women do better?
Dime Savers
Our faith in the younger gen
eration has been vindicated. For
years we have apologized when
ever they were mentioned. We used
to laugh in a deprecatory manner
and say, "Oh well, they’ll grow out
of it,” and be quite aloof over the
whole thing.
Never again. After this, at the
very mention of the subject, we
shall throw out our editorial chest
and proudly proclaim our mem
bership in the “legion of youth.”
Here’s why:
When all the local Babbits and
Babbittesses were breaking the
postman’s back with chain letter’s,
Joe Colleg and his gal went on I
with their business of acquiring
learning painlessly without get-1
ting the least bit “tetched in the
haid” with the get-rich-quick”
fever. At any rate, we didn’t see
anyone writing chain letters. May
be our friends are in the more eru
dite circles, but we do get around.
The World Pauses
Lawrence of Arabia—Jane Ad
dams of Hull house are dead. The
world pauses a moment to mourn
life’s end of two of its famed per
sonalities; Lawrence, a hero of
...
war, Jane Addams, a crusader of
peace.
In a way, both fought for the
same objectives—peace and good
will among men, but while Lawr
ence fought with the sword—Jane
Addams used the weapons of so
ciological principles; satisfied hun
ger, adjusted lives, made homes
out of tenements. Soldiers they
were, both—and both their lives
move rapidly with romance, dan
ger, service; and while their battle
fields were so far apart—for gen
erations to come the w'orld will re
in e m b e r them as “uncrowned
kings" of their respective realms.
SHORT
STORIES
By Bill Barker
The Big Dipper
“A chocolate shake," he said. It
was the good-looking young man
again. Tillie’s hands shook as she
put in the extra dipper of ice
cream. Chris would give her an
awful bawling out and maybe even
fire her if he caught her doing it
again. Nevertheless Tillie just
couldn’t resist doing it for this
young man. Every afternoon he
came in and as a result once a day
Tillie’s heart just about jumped
out of her mouth. He was so hand
some, and she loved every action
that he made. She dreamed about
him at night ... he would talk
to her and she loved him passion
ately.
He seldom spoke to her and she
had no way of speaking to him.
Her only means of expression was
in the milk-shakes. She could
show her love only in another lan
guage . . . with that extra dipper
of ice-cream . . . that extra squirt
of milk. Sometimes she wondered
if he understood ... if he knew
that she was doing it for him. The
machine buzzed and Tillie carefully
twisted the container and peered
inside. It was a useless thing to do,
but she could look at him while
she did it . . . besides she didn’t
want any lumps in it. Was Chris
noticing, she wondered ? Gosh, it
would be awful to lose her job . . .
but love was important.
The good-looking young man
drank all his water while waiting.
Tillie literally pounced upon the
glass and filled it again. “You
seem sorta thirsty, today,” she
ventured. Her heart pounded. He
was going to speak.
“Yea, I guess I am,” he said.
“Oh, isn’t he wonderful,” said
Tillie to herself as she poured the
foamy milkshake into the glass for
him. Love was in every drop of it.
She sighed as she poured.
“Is it all right?” asked Tillie
after his first taste.
“Very good,” he said.
How she loved to hear him talk!
He was so romantic. He made her
so happy she wondered if he
really knew about the extra dip
per. He slid a quarter across the
counter. Now was her chance . . .
something she had been trying to
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i get up nerve enough to do for days.
[ Cautiously she rang the till and
put his change back in front of
him. No, not ten cents this time
. . . fifteen! She had done it . . . !
‘Would he notice? She bit her lip.
But he got up and left without a
word. Love has so many tragic
moments ... so many calls for
sacrifice.
“Hm.m.m.m, must have gone
down in price,” said the good-look
ing young man as he went out the
door.
Spring does something to you.
It makes you a fool about things
which ordinarily you wouldn't see.
Kurt sat down in the twilight to
his piano. The room was a dark
ened cave facing the evening
through French windows. Lace
hung clinging to an end table,
stuck there by a dart in the form
of a vase. It was blue . . . the
vase . . . and full of spring flow
ers. It seemed like a carelessly
dropped corsage from tne hands of
some lovely vision who had left
him here with his piano in this
room. Kurt’s fingers reached for
the keyboard and paused. Soft
colors and the spell of the evening
led him to Dianne . . . led him to
another spring.
The scent of fragrant flowers
and the feeling of beauty always
took him to these memories of her.
She came as a gorgeous vision,
first her lusciously lovely smile,
and then the rest of her.
But Dianne really belonged to
another spring. Kurt’s fingers fell
again to the keyboard as if to draw
forth an elegy . . . something beau
tifully sacred to her memory. He
gracefully caressed the keys of the
piano as softly as the fingers which
soothe the strings of a dreaming
violin.
His enthusiasm came and whirled
to a waltz from his soul, Kurt’s
mounting emotions carried him
away from it all . . . carried him
once again too far.
A resonant, discorded clash of
tones filled the room.
“God,” said Kurt, “if I only knew
how to play this damn thing.”
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INNOCENT
BYSTANDER
By Barney Clark
Hello—damn you!
* * *
That’s the way to begin. That's
the way we feel. We feel like Ger
trude Stein writes.
How do you feel. Not so well,
eh ? Spots before the eyes, a
touch of vertigo, and your break
fast tastes like pre-digested brick.
That’s too bad!
No it isn’t—we take it all back.
We don't like your pasty faces,
and we'd delight in jumping on
the stomach of every movie-maga
zine sophisticate in the crowd.
Now that that’s all cleaned up,
how about a gin fizz—we can be
buddies, see!
Now we’ll tell you what it’s all
about, just like Hemmingway or
don’t you read Esquire? How'ever
we’ve never fished for tarpon, so
we’re faded on the first roll. Back
to Eddie Guest for us! (Look out,
he’s got that crazy look in his eyes
again!)
How about kicking all this punc
tuation in the seat of the pants?
no paragraphs
no periods
no capitals especially
down with CAPITALISM!
our mind feels like a wrung-out
sponge, but the polly old royal has
the bit in its teeth and—hold your
caps, kids, here we go!
(another round won’t hurt you
—stuff’s antiseptic, see—kills mi
crobes on sight
whadda ya worrin about ?
sure you’re tougher’n a microbe!
lot tougher!—drink it like a man,
you pansy
whoooie boyoboyohboy — radiator
fluid!!!
how about some po'try? wrote a
pome th' other day
shut up! shut UP! ’ll read it to
yuh if we have to clout yuh over
the skull—siddown!!
TITLE: “trilogy by Clark’’
(we're modest)
“A girl whose mind is her allure
Leads a life that’s calm and
pure.
“While one whose love is double
faced
Leads a life that's gay—but
chaste.
“But those who please with lips
and torso
Lead a life that’s gay and more
so!’’
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looka th’ big slob—flat on his back!
'feminate, tha’s all, 'feminate!
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Mid-Spring
Styles
Saturday’s paper will be published by the
women workers of the Emerald.
It will be a paper chuck full of news and
advertising especially dedicated
to women.
The ads will serve as capable guides to women buyers
and will assure them where they can find the smartest
mid-spring styles in merchandise.
It pays to buy from Emerald advertisers.