Word: authoresses
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...blonde beauteous Katharine Winterbotham Buchanan, 49, married an Indian Oxonian from Madras named Kumar Jehan Seesodia-Warliker last May, Chicago society, startled, warmly debated the race issue. But the union outraged the bride's divorced husband, Thompson Buchanan, who had himself meantime displayed an adventurous spirit by marrying Authoress Joan (Cradle of the Deep) Lowell. He marched into a Kentucky court, asked and got custody of his 9-year-old son and namesake on the ground that Seesodia-Warliker, no Caucasian, was unfit to keep...
...Authoress Buck is a converted missionary. Her life among the Chinese has convinced her that men are indeed brothers under their skins. Her publicly professed desire for a "creedless faith" led to her resignation as a Presbyterian missionary (TIME, May 8), but in her novels and stories she continues to preach her creedless doctrine. The 14 stories in The First Wife show Chinese torn between Western ideas and their own traditions, drowned by revolution, inundated by famine-spreading Hoods, but always pathetically human, essentially understandable. Some of her people: A wife who has waited seven years for her husband...
...game of "Consequences." Authoress Stella Benson met Count Nicolas de Toulouse Lautrec de Savine in the charity ward of a Hongkong hospital. He was an inmate, she a visitor. Aged (77). penniless, shaky but brazen, the old scamp regaled her with such engagingly improbable tales, carried himself with such an unabashed air of grandeur that she was fascinated. A White Russian refugee, by his own account descended from an ancient French family, Count Nicolas spoke and wrote English of a sort; Authoress Benson decided to edit his rodomontadinous reminiscences. Pull Devil, Pull Raker is an antiphonal collaboration: the Count supplies...
...made and lost fortunes at the gaming table, hobnobbed with royalty, became kingpin of a polyglot community in Siberia, escaped to the U. S. ("the Contry of the Gold Devil"), where he pyramided another flimsy fortune, gradually subsided into a broken-down old panhandler in the Orient. When Authoress Benson last heard of him he was in Macao, "where, for the moment, he stands balanced, as though on a steppingstone, about to step into a new life of grand sansation...
...this tug-of-war between Baker Nicolas and Devil Benson, Authoress Benson calls it a draw. Many a reader will agree with her, will sympathize with her bewilderment when she confesses: "I'm uncertain . . whether the Count de Savine is editing me or I him. I am cleverer than he is-I think-but I am not sure whether I see more or understand more. Simply, I say more and I understand that I don't understand...