Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

false note until the extreme last, when the view of heaven is pretty banal. ; I have seen few things as subtly ominous as the opening scene, when we are shown a leafy glade, with speckled sunshine, quiet and peaceful the sort of setting for lovers, a train quietly echoed then we catch a glympse [sic] of death, in the person of a young well-dressed young man in a top-coat, waiting by the road for a young couple in an automobile. How time to life, and the setting, and manner in which death does come! And what a relief this conception of death is to the old time-worn freak – the skeleton in black cloth bearing a scythe! This death was kindly, but firm, and not above retreating at the insistence of the person to whom he had uttered his command, or invitation, it they were not quite ready to go. ; Some of the musical background was excellent – as in the scene where Brink (Death) signals the car he is waiting for. It had a subtle ominous character, that was not obvious, yet rendered gave a sinister character to the harmless sunshine, and the shadows it cast on the road.; “I have only to give myself up to idleness to be possessed by unhappiness, doubt that life will give the chance to bring my talents to whatever perfection they are capable of reaching, dissatisfaction with myself, even self-hatred. The thought that I am good-for-nothing, that only