Word: jersey
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...England's pert Pam Barton, 22 and already twice British golf champion, who won the U. S. title three years ago and looked as if she were going to repeat until she met New Jersey's slick-putting Charlotte Glutting in the third round...
...sociologists discovered two family clans living in New Jersey. "One branch comprised upright, intelligent, prosperous citizens; the other abounded in degenerates, mental defectives, drunks, paupers, prostitutes and criminals." Both clans were descendants of Martin Kallikak, a soldier in the Revolution. After the war, Kallikak, who was of good stock, married a Quakeress, had seven respectable children. But before his marriage he had fathered a child of a feeble-minded servant girl. This roistering son, known to the neighborhood as "Old Horror," sired ten worthless offspring, who in turn were responsible for several generations of notorious Kallikaks...
...Orleans, Ferdinand, 1,000-lb. Jersey bull, pushed halfway through a fence hole, devoured a 100-lb. sack of cornmeal, got stuck. To Ferdinand's rump,' Owner William Lashley, lacking a bee, applied the live terminals of an electric battery, shocked Ferdinand free...
...widow of onetime Ambassador to Mexico and U. S. Senator Dwight Whitney Morrow, is small, dainty and a poet. Nevertheless, during the World War she organized the first U. S. women's (relief) unit to go to France. When her late husband ran for the Senate from New Jersey she stumped the State for him. When her grandson, Charles Augustus Lindbergh Jr., was kidnapped and murdered, she was a tower of strength to her family's morale, later stood guard over Grandson Jon Morrow Lindbergh. Last week, at 66, dainty-sturdy Mrs. Morrow was chosen for another...
Characteristic was her response when, campaigning for her husband in New Jersey, she was asked to describe their early married life. Said she: "You would like me to say that I cooked every meal for my husband for three years. That would be good campaign material, wouldn't it? But I didn't. . . . We always had a maid...