Word: helene
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Married. Edgar Lee Masters, 57, author of Spoon River Anthology and more recently of prose; to Ellen F. Coyne, 27, of Kansas City, Mo.; in Manhattan. It was the groom's second marriage, his first wife, Helen Jenkins Masters, of Chicago, having divorced...
After so great a success as "The Private Life of Helen of Troy" it took courage to rescue another legend from the past and give it new life in modern terms. Galahad turns a hazard into a triumph...
...Philadelphia, last week, a Negro boy tossed a rock at Helen and Beatrice Keifer, 21 and 23 years old, white. They reprimanded him. He sulked, dashed away, told his tribe that he had been whipped. Forthwith, hulking Negresses and little pickaninnies bestirred themselves; produced knives, whips, razors; set out to reprimand the Misses Keifer. In a restaurant the Misses Keifer were finishing their evening meal. The Negresses patted their weapons, waited until their victims came upon the street. The Misses Keifer emerged, saw, sprinted. They were overtaken-whips lashed across their backs-black paws ripped their clothing, tore at their...
...with only four characters. Mrs. Wislack (Violet Kemble Cooper), widow, will experiment for one month with the temperament of mild Richard Halton (Wallace Eddinger) before risking another matrimonial venture. The Duke of Bristol (Hugh Wakefield) is more of an opportunist. He sets his suave cap for immediate acquisition of Helen Hayle (Kathlene MacDonell), heiress and best friend of the canny widow. After a skirmish of wits, with no insults barred, provided only that they be smooth-edged as befits Mrs. Wislack's Scottish mansion, the Duke and Heiress are left to their own dangerous company, while the less keen...
...Helen's Babies nothing remains save the dim figure of a kind uncle, and a phrase, "Wants shee wheels go wound." Hector My Dog, Bob Son of Battle, Stviss Family Robinson; even The Jungle Books, the Henty Books, Oliver Optic, Horatio Alger, and Little Lord Fauntieroy's lace collar and filial perfection* where are they? Gone, all gone, yet once the child that knew them not was plainly a barbarian...