Word: hervey
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...trim, 110-ft. U.S. yacht Valinda stood at anchor off Ecuador's Galápagos Islands in predawn darkness. The weather was balmy; the yacht's owner, Los Angeles Attorney William Rhodes Hervey Jr., 48, dozed on deck. Suddenly Hervey was roused by the chugging engines of two ancient fishing boats pulling alongside. Remembering a warning about seagoing thieves among the islands, he warned the boats to keep off, tried to kick one of them from Valinda's side...
...Waving pistols, 21 ragged, filthy men piled over the rail. Wakened by shouts, Hervey's wife Mildred rushed on deck, was held at gunpoint. The four-man crew was rounded up. Then the raiders, fugitives from the Galápagos penal colony on Isabela Island, demanded to be taken to the mainland...
...Hervey s, the trip to the mainland was a 63-hour nightmare. The convicts, brutalized by life on Isabela, tore through the yacht with savage greed. They gorged themselves, fouled the cabins, stole everything they could find from cash to toothbrushes. Only after one of the wild-eyed escapees broke into the Herveys' cabin was a semblance of order restored. A young convict called a ship's meeting, delivered a ringing oration pledging that he and his comrades would mend their ways if their escape succeeded. He got his fellow convicts to sing Ecuador's national anthem...
...patient sitting in the office of Drs. Corbett H. Thigpen and Hervey M. Cleckley in Augusta, Ga. was a neat, colorless woman of 25 who held herself primly as she described her symptoms in monotonous though cultivated accents and stilted language. Her name, for the purpose of the amazing case history now reported by the two psychiatrists in The Three Faces of Eve (McGraw-Hill: $4.50), is Eve White. For the most part, her troubles had been no more unusual than severe headaches or mild blackouts, but that afternoon she recounted a weirdly disturbing episode: one day, of which...
...Mirror. London in Hogarth's age was a smallish city, as statistics go now. It was a place where the procession to the pillory of a popular prostitute (like Moll Hervey, who was set up at the Blackamoor's Head and Sadler's Arms in Hedge Lane) or an unpopular madam (like Mother Needham of Park Place, St. James's) might bring out a bigger crowd than a coronation. Londoners were a people who had yet to regard understatement as a virtue or overdrinking as a vice...