Word: earl
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Died. Albert Earl Clift, 61, president since 1929 of Central of Georgia Railway and Ocean Steamship Co., onetime (1924-29) vice president of Illinois Central Railroad; after an operation for stomach ulcer; in Savannah...
...Author. Nee Beauchamp, "Elizabeth's" present name is Elizabeth Mary Countess Russell. Her first husband was German Count von Arnim; her second, the late John Francis Stanley Earl Russell, brother of Philosopher-Mathematician Bertrand (now Earl) Russell. Tiny, feminine, aristocratic. "Elizabeth" shrinks from publicity, has never written under her full name. Of her writing, reminiscent of well-bred but intelligent conversation, she says: "Like the Apostle Paul, I never think beforehand what I am to say." Other books: Elizabeth and Her German Garden, Expiation, The Enchanted April...
...pipes, trod on their gaspers (cheap cigarets). "Pipe Lady May," whispered some to others. In the box with Their Majesties sat Lady May Cambridge (mentioned as George V's candidate for the hand of Edward of Wales) with her mother Princess Alice of Albany and her father the Earl of Athlone, brother of Queen Mary and just retired from his Governor Generalship of the Union of South Africa...
...stood and looked at the crowd with his habitually puzzled expression. Actress Queenie Smith made excited comments to her escort Drama critic Robert Garland. Blind Thomas Pryor Gore, onetime Senator from Oklahoma said he liked Twenty Grand. John Hertz remembered the year his Reigh Count won the Derby. Jockey Earl Sande, who won last year, said he liked Mate and leaned his back against the paddock rail, waiting for the moment when he would be called to say a few words over the N. B. C. hookup. Late in the afternoon, the crowd began to climb into the stands...
...Greentree Stable, Jockey Kurtsinger on Twenty Grand was the first to come out of the tunnel under the stands from the paddock to the track. The horses danced past the clubhouse, where swart little Vice President Curtis sat in the stand built a year ago for the Earl of Derby. Then they turned and danced back, a noiseless, brilliant procession, to the starting line where the track straightens into the home stretch. They were there for only a moment, too far away to be seen without glasses, an obscure line against the dusty background. Then the line grew narrow...