Word: convention
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...land to sell, the Owens-Illinois Glass Co. found itself in a seller's market-and mighty embarrassed about it. One would-be purchaser was the City of Toledo, which wanted to enlarge an adjacent playground. Also in the bidding were the nuns of St. Ursula's Convent, who aimed to build a Roman Catholic school on the land. Finally, Rabbi Morton Goldberg's Congregation B'nai Israel wanted the plot for a new synagogue, school and library. After due reflection, Owens-Illinois suggested that the three would-be purchasers settle the problem around a table...
...received 11.7 acres, and the city close to an acre-following a division made a month before, after all three parties had set down their minimum space needs. Instead of prorating the cost, B'nai Israel's trustees voted unanimously to pay the whole amount, give the convent and the city their shares free. Said Mother Vincent de Paul of St. Ursula's: "A wonderful Christmas present...
...course of the year 1631, in the little French town of Loudun, an entire convent of Ursuline nuns went insane, or rather, to use the analytical term of that day, they were possessed by devils. And since the chiefest of these was a demon of desire for the parish priest-a dashing esthete adored by the women of the town and detested by their husbands-it was indisputably evident to the man's enemies that he was a wizard, and that something had to be done about...
...Prioress' Revenge. Yet it was Sister Jeanne, prioress of the Ursulines, who brought the long delusion of Grandier to an end. In Huxley's interpretation, her native hysteria was aggravated by the abnegations of convent life; she began to have daydreams, and later night sweats, about the handsome priest. She offered him the post of director of her convent, and Grandier refused. Thereupon, as Huxley reads the evidence, Sister Jeanne's fantasies turned into a mania for sadistic revenge...
...September, 1950, Miller interviewed Santayana for some two hours in the philosopher's tiny room overlooking a garden in his Roman convent. "I had the feeling," Miller recalled, "that I was in the presence of one of the great minds of our time. But I just couldn't like...