Word: childing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...preys on nice elderly ladies with full shopping bags and weak ankles, lying in wait to capitalize upon the slightest mis-step. Faint yips are all that remain of a dog who attempted to cross the Square; six Volkswagens so far have disappeared into Massachusetts Avenue; and a small child who slipped from his mother's hand and wandered into the street has not been recovered. Considering the urgency of the matter, and the city's inability to meet the threat adequately, we mushed through the ooze to Mother Widener, trusting her for a way out. We asked: What...
...corrupt system. In point of fact, it is a telescoping of two earlier short plays--Twenty-seven Wagons Full of Cotton and The Long Stay Cut Short--and, for Williams at least, is a second-rate work. The story concerns itself with Baby Doll, a delicious but nearly brainless child of twenty, who is legally though not in fact the wife of Archie Lee Meighan, a middle-aged owner of a broken-down cotton gin. Goaded beyond endurance by his wife's refusal to consumate the marriage, Mieghan takes his revenge on the world by burning down the Syndicate-owned...
...surgeon found internal chaos. Cancer had already spread from the spine, invading the pancreas, the liver, the stomach. It was untreatable. Nothing could be done. Her parents' instinctive reaction was to hope that Gabrielle would die without regaining consciousness. But the child lived for three long, crucifying months, and her mother writes: "What I discovered later is that life, every minute of it, is beautiful and precious and exciting always, no matter what the condition of the body...
...Pauses. The child herself was the first to learn this hard-won truth. She was determined not to surrender to the physical corruption inside her. "After all," she said, "it's only the body." In the hospital room the struggle was fought with blood transfusions, morphine injections, intravenous feeding, catheterizations. The child was wrenched with pain, grew more and more emaciated as bedsores spread across her sensitive skin, and it became increasingly difficult to find places to insert the daily needles. But there were pauses, too, when death drew back as if exhausted. There were enough of these precious...
...told she had cancer, but knew it. She had courage to lend and, after one trying day, told her mother that she had looked worried, "and I don't like that. I expect you to go through all these things without breaking down." In delirium, the child cried out in a singsong voice: "The call is coming, the call is coming." It was prophetic. The convulsions began, and the bright spirit slowly burned away. Nothing was spared, for there even came a day when Gabby's blood count suddenly became normal; her liver improved; the swelling...