Word: crosses
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Even after settling with the Inquirer last month, the Teamsters continued to give firm support to the Guild, refused to cross its picket line to go back to work. The Teamsters thereby limited the Inquirer to lobby sales averaging 19,000 v. normal circulation...
...Canterbury's 700-year-old cathedral, more than 300 bishops of the Anglican Communion knelt five rows deep on a crimson carpet to receive the blessing of the Archbishop of Canterbury. Bowed under the weight of his damask robes and overshadowed by a huge silver cross, Geoffrey Francis Fisher intoned: "We humbly beseech thee that thy Holy Spirit may lead into truth thy servants the bishops gathered together in thy name. Grant them grace to think and do such things as shall most tend to thy glory and the good of thy holy church." Thus last week opened...
...Kedleston (nee Grace Elvina Hinds of Decatur, Ala.), 80, daughter of a onetime U.S. Minister to Brazil, second wife of the late Marquess Curzon, who was British Viceroy and Governor General of India (1898-1905) and Foreign Secretary (1919-24); near Dover, England. First female recipient of the Grand Cross of the British Empire (conferred on her in 1922 for war work), Lady Curzon was a significant arc in titled circles, an owner of race horses whose brown and pink colors were once familiar at Ascot and Newmarket, and a friend of Lady Randolph Churchill (nee Jennie Jerome of Brooklyn...
...about to marry The Girl (Patricia Owens) -she's the one with the gingham dress-when they are kidnaped by The Bad Guy (Richard Widmark)-he's the one with the occupational sneer-who forces them to lead him to The Buried Treasure. First they cross The Bad Lands, then they encounter The Bluecoats, later they come to The Ghost Town, finally they are attacked by The Indians-a tribe of cosmetic Comanches who bite the dust as delicately as though it were crepes suzette. At the climax, The Good Guy and The Bad Guy shoot...
...there remained only the rumors. Some said she plunged into the river and drifted toward Martha's Vineyard; others that she was cut down in a frisbee cross-fire and buried at the Business School. A few are known to whisper of a midnight motorcycle kidnap and a shotgun wedding over two steins at Nick's (that's South of here). But Portia Parsley is now a legend, murmured at midnight over English muffins in the Bick, and remembered sometimes at a Yard punch. She never returned to North Dakota...