The greatest Scandinavian man of letters was born, just a century ago, the son of a bankrupt merchant in the small Norwegian town of Skien. As a boy Henrik Ibsen was apprenticed to an apothecary and helped to grind powders, make pills and mix possets. Because he did not stick to that trade, but became a great poet and a greater dramatist, all Norway united, last week, to honor his birth-cen tenary with impressive ceremonies and revivals of his greatest plays at Oslo, Norwegian capital, and in Bergen, the sea port where he lived and labored for the theatre...
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