Word: hunts
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...fortnight ago Wyoming's Senator Lester C. (for Callaway) Hunt, 61, completed a lengthy hospital checkup, announced that because of ill health (a kidney ailment) he would not run again. One morning last week, Hunt entered the Senate Office Building, his coat partially cloaking a .22-cal. Winchester rifle. In his office, Hunt sat down in the swivel chair behind his desk and fired a shot through his brain. Four hours later, after emergency surgery failed, Lester Hunt was dead...
...sheer cussedness of Wyoming voters. Although basically Republican, they have the Westerner's weakness for personalities, never hesitate to vote for genial and able Democrats. Last week Republican prospects soared when one of Wyoming's best-liked and most able Democrats, U.S. Senator Lester C. Hunt, 61, announced that he would not run for reelection for reasons of health...
...After Hunt's announcement, Republican Congressman William H. Harrison, 58, grandson of President William Henry Harrison, filed for the office and became the best bet for the G.O.P. nomination. Harrison (now serving his second term in the House) has been unusually good at keeping his fences mended and running errands for folks back home. He had wanted to sidestep an election fight with popular Lester Hunt, but with the Senator out of action, Harrison, like all Wyoming Republicans, was suddenly feeling tough and cocky...
...space and a small portable bunkhouse. Built by Manhattan's DeLong Engineering & Construction Co. and J. Ray McDermott Co. of Houston, and leased to Humble Oil, the odd-looking dock-barge is the first of its kind in the world, promises to be a great help in the hunt for offshore...
...visitor to Versailles can "still see what she saw from her little balcony . . . the fountains of mermaids and cupids, the avenue of trees . . . We still hear the great clock on the parish church, the organ in the palace chapel . . . But we do not hear the King's hunt in the forest, the hounds and the horns . . . The rooms, so empty today, so cold with their northern light, were crammed to bursting point when she lived in them; crammed with people, animals and birds . . . furniture, stuffs, patterns . . . plans, sketches, maps, books . . . embroidery . . . letters . . . cosmetics: all buried in flowers, smelling like...