Word: ated
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Faithful Mary claims, and police records of Newark, N. J. back her up to a considerable extent, that she once drank, ate garbage, stole milk, became a depraved wreck before the influence of Father Divine restored her to health and happiness...
...alone." Father Divine was taken to Felony Court, released for hearing this week upon payment of $500 bail by a follower named "St. Mary Bloom." Uptown there were more crowds and the skies rained cards printed: Your Maker and Creator Is Here. In Kingdom No. 1, Father Divine ate with his shouting followers. The homecoming was climaxed beyond their hopes when someone came in with the agreeable news that. Faithful Mary had been in a motor accident in New Jersey. Said Father Divine: "If anyone sides with her, the same curse shall fall on their heads as has fallen...
...nine days were used as rest periods. "Used the same pair of skates the entire trip. Used 480 steel wheels in all. Used 960 cones on both pairs of skates. Used eight rubber cushions on both pairs of skates. . . ." Skaters Skelly & Shefuga drank only milk and water, daily ate five meals and took two baths. Their trip cost $1,400. For brakes they used canes which were four inches shorter when they arrived than when they started. On smooth level roads they went as fast as 20 m.p.h. Their highest speed: 40 m.p.h. down Torrey Pine Hill, near San Diego...
...woman-the penny-pinching "Witch of Wall Street" who used to shuttle between Brooklyn and Hoboken to avoid establishing residence and paying taxes while she was making millions in the stockmarket. Hetty conducted her affairs from any desk she chose in Manhattan's old Chemical National Bank, often ate a lunch of sliced Spanish onions while sitting on the bank's floor at noon. When she died in 1916 at 81 she had increased tenfold, to $67,000,000, the fortune founded by her New England whaling and ship-owning ancestors...
...retired, Richmond Pearson Hobson sat self-importantly down, wrote the President of the U. S. a letter announcing his regret that "I am not able to go with you on this Supreme Court fight." Having thus given the President fair warning, 66-year-old Richmond Pearson Hobson slept soundly, ate a hearty breakfast next morning, but toned up his overcoat for the trip to his office, fell dead of a heart attack...