Carolina magazine [serial] . of pace by shifting to a three-stanza versionof how Frankie shot up her man for doin herwrong. He gave his rendition the stage effect bybobbing up and down on the piano bench like arubber ball. r Quit trying to lay an egg, Jake, and give ussomething dreamy and full of love, piped a fem-inine voice. Jake stood up and looked at her gravely. Shewas tall and red-headed and well groomed. Love, said Jake slowly, is like a firecracker,the expectation surpasses the realization. The red-head turned the crank and got the mock-tragedy expression fixed on her face. No, Jake! S
Carolina magazine [serial] . of pace by shifting to a three-stanza versionof how Frankie shot up her man for doin herwrong. He gave his rendition the stage effect bybobbing up and down on the piano bench like arubber ball. r Quit trying to lay an egg, Jake, and give ussomething dreamy and full of love, piped a fem-inine voice. Jake stood up and looked at her gravely. Shewas tall and red-headed and well groomed. Love, said Jake slowly, is like a firecracker,the expectation surpasses the realization. The red-head turned the crank and got the mock-tragedy expression fixed on her face. No, Jake! Say it isnt so\ Jake tousled her wind-blown bob and sat downat the piano again and started humming HarvestMoon. Lib Edmundson took off her slippers andbegan beating a tom-tom accompaniment for Jake,ucing the heels of her slippers and the side of thebilliard table for the sound effect. Joe Lobley, copy desk of the Morning Post, wastelling Catherine Montseller about the time in De-(Continued on page four) SUNDAY, MARCH 26, 1933. Nocturne On the Lap of the Gods By Harry Davis The Playmakers TheatreChapel Hill, N. 14, 1933. My Dear Tom. Your letter brought back many memories, someof them not altogether pleasant. I was suddenlythrust back into the days when we two instructedthe fair maidens of Mississippi—you in the intri-cacies of journalism, and I in the subtleties of dra-matic art. Do you remember my naive attempts toproduce piays with all-female casts? God help us—and them, for I suppose they still do it. You ask me to tell you something of playwritingin Chapel Hill. I am flattered. 1 feel I shouldentitle my remarks South of Radio City, or per-haps North of Buenos Aires. After all, we areonly some five hundred miles from Roxys, and thecritic on our student paper occasionally uses Frenchin his reviews. You know, of course, that the Playmakers havea tremendous reputation for creating a native is, they are nationally known as the home ofPaul Green and the one-
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