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Nile Kinnick correspondence, March-October 1943

1943-03-13: Page 03

"Kiss and Tell" was uproariously good entertainment. Jesse Royce Landis and Robert Keith had the leads, neither of whom had I heard, which, of course of a confession of ignorance and not a reflection on their popularity. It was extremely funny throughout and in some places was a riot. Toward the end the audience almost expired en masse. I love to laugh. There is nothing which appeals to me more, and this filled the bill in 4.0 fashion. I returned to Providence early because I have duty tomorrow and a security watch that night. The weather is miserable out right now. A wet snow is underfoot and a chilly rain falls intermittently. I'm glad to be inside with my pen and books. Enclosed are a couple of clippings, one from Time and one from the Providence paper, which touch on scenes dear to me for reasons hard to set down in words, but which I know you folks can readily appreciate. However, a second reading of the article on the Iowa farmer discloses a minor error of description, I believe. The writer speaks of the icy wind sweeping out of Nebraska and a few lines later of the "riderless horse" swinging to the east. But perhaps I misinterpret that type of weathervane. Anyway Time paints a fine word picture of early morning farm life.

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"Kiss and Tell" was uproariously good entertainment. Jesse Royce Landis and Robert Keith had the leads, neither of whom had I heard, which, of course of a confession of ignorance and not a reflection on their popularity. It was extremely funny throughout and in some places was a riot. Toward the end the audience almost expired en masse. I love to laugh. There is nothing which appeals to me more, and this filled the bill in 4.0 fashion. I returned to Providence early because I have duty tomorrow and a security watch that night. The weather is miserable out right now. A wet snow is underfoot and a chilly rain falls intermittently. I'm glad to be inside with my pen and books. Enclosed are a couple of clippings, one from Time and one from the Providence paper, which touch on scenes dear to me for reasons hard to set down in words, but which I know you folks can readily appreciate. However, a second reading of the article on the Iowa farmer discloses a minor error of description, I believe. The writer speaks of the icy wind sweeping out of Nebraska and a few lines later of the "riderless horse" swinging to the east. But perhaps I misinterpret that type of weathervane. Anyway Time paints a fine word picture of early morning farm life.