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...Street for the past 18 years, drawing a $5,000 yearly pension from the Government and occasionally entertaining a few friends at bridge, has been a buxom dowager of 66 who once set the U. S. on its ear. That was in the fall of 1915 when as Edith Boiling Galt, handsome, middle-aged widow of a Washington jeweler, she consented to marry 58-year-old Thomas Woodrow Wilson, 28th President of the U. S. This week Mrs. Edith Boiling galt Wilson once more made news when she published a big, chatty, contentious 360-page autobiography, My Memoir...
Laborite Member of Parliament Dr. Edith Summerskill is a belligerent feminist. She is also a top-notch gynecologist and mother of two children. Her husband, likewise a doctor, works in London's famed Harley Street, where doctors' fees are reputed highest in the world. During the House of Commons' question time one day last week, Edith Summerskill, M.P., M.D., stood up and asked: "Will the Prime Minister consider the introduction of legislation to compel wage earners to disclose their wages to their wives?" The other eight women M.P.s sat up in their seats, the 341 men* took...
Running seventh out of nine candidates of whom three were elected, Kerins received 2189 (incomplete returns) as compared with 6491 votes garnered by the leading candidate, Brooks Morrison, and 6435 votes polled by his woman competitor, Mrs. Edith Baker...
...skylit little courtyard gallery on West 13th Street, Manhattan, gathered last week more artistic large fry than you could shake a palette-knife at. Her greying hair done high and sculptural, Hostess Edith Gregor Halpert of the Downtown Gallery swept busily from guest to guest: gentle Alfred Barr Jr., director of the Museum of Modern Art; frosty-headed "Grouch" Goodyear, the museum's president; Mrs. Juliana Force, redoubtable director of the Whitney Museum; sunny Holger Cahill, director of the Federal Art Project; big, Indian-looking Artist Eugene Speicher, burly, blue-eyed Reginald Marsh, bright-eyed, skimpy-chinned Peggy Bacon...
Logan Pearsall Smith's autobiography, written aboard Edith Wharton's yacht, is eloquent, charming, but hardly exemplary. Descended from a family of fashionable Philadelphia Quakers, little Logan grew up in surroundings at once prosperous and zealously religious. His father was both an executive in the family glass factory, and a famed Quaker revivalist, as successful on manorial lawns in England (until he excited too much ecstasy in female converts) as in suburban camp meetings. His mother, an even more effective stirrer-upper, became known as "the Angel of the Churches...