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...wound up tenth in the twelve-mile Lake George race, and since she was the only woman who ever finished that grueling event, she was given a trophy. Three weeks ago, as a warm-up for the Channel, she swam 14 miles from Manhattan's Battery to Coney Island, going a mile or more out of her way to avoid dirty water from a sewer...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: After Trudy | 8/8/1949 | See Source »

Packed in with them, cheek by jowl, are the burlesque queens, taxi-dance-hall hostesses and Coney Island athletes that Marsh finds on his favorite excursions. Coney Island, says Marsh happily, is "the only place where you can see a million people at once, spread out for you like on a table...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Make Mine Manhattan | 12/27/1948 | See Source »

...drawings in last week's exhibition-showing two windblown cuties on the Coney Island boardwalk-was done overlooking a Vermont stone quarry. "It would have made a beautiful landscape," Marsh recalled, "but not for me to paint. A couple of farmers peered over my shoulder while I worked, wondering where the devil I saw the invisible girls...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Make Mine Manhattan | 12/27/1948 | See Source »

Around the Table. The heroine is a chipper, bright-blue-eyed great-grandmother (five times over) named Mrs. Catherine Marsh, born 88 years ago this Christmas Day. When her husband, a traveling electrical engineer, was killed by a Coney Island subway train in 1905, Mrs. Marsh was left with seven sons and two daughters (the oldest son at home was 16), no insurance and a $4,500 mortgage on the Ohio farm where they lived...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CORPORATIONS: All in the Family | 12/27/1948 | See Source »

...white steamers of the Hudson River Day Line were once as much a part of New York as horsecars and Coney Island. On sweltering summer days, their cool decks were a breezy contrast to the city's steaming streets. Even for those who couldn't or didn't know that it was more beautiful than the Rhine, the Hudson, with its cliffs and vistas, was still a sight for city dwellers' sore eyes. Picnickers dropped off at Indian Point or Bear Mountain at noon, took a downriver boat back to New York in the early evening...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: Last on the River | 11/22/1948 | See Source »

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