16 APRIL 1937, page 13

Fame

By JOHN RAYNOR D USK was falling, and a thick white mist was creeping in from the sea as the baby car drew up in the silence of the little yard that faced the inn. It was a very......

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By E. L. WOODWARD I ONCE heard someone read Tennyson's Tithonus in the presence of Dame Elizabeth Wordsworth. The reader almost broke down with emotion. " The woods decay, the......