Word: dears
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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When Father John brought My Dear Children to Manhattan, Diana was on hand for the opening-and on guard. She was on guard against Father's estranged fourth wife, jello-eyed Elaine Barrie Jacobs, who, enmeshed for the occasion in a gold net dress, was already clamoring for "24 hours of bliss." Later, in a crowded and craning nightclub, the young women engaged in five hours of psychological warfare over the old man. Said Diana: 'Either she leaves or I do." Fifteen hours later, polishing off his whiskers like a pleased tomcat, John Barrymore emerged from the Hotel...
...Dear Blue Hills. Daniel Boone was a kinsman ("a mighty poor provider," his wife said). Another Robertson founded Nashville. Others have carried the Twelve Mile Valley customs into the Texas Panhandle and Montana. But as rovers they are permanently homesick. There are old letters in the Robertson trunks as touching as a poem by Burns: "Oh, I long for a sight of the dear mountains. My mind wanders all the time back to lovely Keowee Valley. Oh, the dear cotton fields. Oh, the dear blue hills...
...will be between homespun Senator Johnson, who survived an attempt by Colorado New Dealers to oust him in last week's primary, and Governor Carr, who won the Republican nomination without opposition. Self-educated Ed Johnson, 58, who would have none of the Administration before Pearl Harbor, is dear to the hearts of Colorado's conservative Democrats and has a simple, plain-spoken genius for winning elections...
Chimney Sweep or Painter? Almost a pre-Pre-Raphaelite was Painter John Everett Millais. At ten, he used to clap "old daddy" familiarly on the back. "Dear creatures," he would say tolerantly of his parents. At this tender age John Everett's mother took her artistically precocious son to see the president of the Royal Academy. "Madam," said the president, "you had better make him a chimney sweep." Then he looked at John's drawings. "Madam," said the president, "it is your duty to bring the boy up to art." At twelve, John Everett won the Royal Academy...
...Eminence. Soon he was painting the great with gentility and aplomb. "Oh, your eminence, on that eminence, if you please," he said, waving Cardinal Newman to a model's throne. "The attendant priests were somewhat scandalized when, seeing the cardinal hesitate, [Millais] added, 'Come, jump up, you dear old boy.' " In no time at all Millais was living in a luxurious house, complete with stately columns, fountains and a black marble sea lion. "Has paint done all this, Mr. Millais?" asked Carlyle, adding in his genial way, "It only shows how many fools there...