Word: longingly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Today, the onetime jockey weighs 200 lbs., lives in a little white house surrounded by a little white fence on Long Island's Aqueduct racetrack. There he boards and trains horses (not only for Mr. Woodward but for Mrs. Henry C. Phipps, Ogden Phipps and others), has developed more outstanding distance racers in the past decade than any other U. S. trainer. He remembers the habits and mannerisms of all his past charges (about 50 a year), but the one he likes best to talk about is Gallant Fox, his favorite. He likes to tell how, in his first...
...that developed the Hanover National Bank into the huge Central Hanover Bank & Trust. Belair is itself a fairly big business. It represents an investment of perhaps $1,000,000 and spreads over four plants. The horses are born in Kentucky, raised in Maryland, groomed for their racing careers on Long Island (or Newmarket), retired to stud in Kentucky...
...chooses four to be sent to England, to become acclimatized to English weather and accustomed to English tracks ?under the guidance of the celebrated British trainer, Eton-bred Captain Cecil Boyd-Rochfort, at his famed Freemason Lodge at Newmarket. The rest of the crop is sent to Long Island, entrusted to the loving care of Trainer Fitzsimmons, ablest...
Although his fortune is estimated at well above $5,000,000, there is no swish to William Woodward. He owns no marble palace, no yacht, no private railroad car. He has four homes (Manhattan town house, Long Island country place, Newport cottage, Maryland farm) but none of them is pretentious. His four daughters, beauteous like their mother, were never advertised as Glamor Girls, had no noisy coming-out parties. His only son sails a 15-foot boat on Long Island Sound?and when Father Woodward wants to go yachting he sails the little...
Although the Duke of Windsor, 45, looks more and more like the late John D. Rockefeller, 98, and his lean Duchess, 43, looks more and more like herself, they have recently been annoyed by long-distance peeckers who watch them at play in their seaside bathing pool near Cannes. Hearing that a tourist agency advertises a special $1.50 boat excursion "to see the Windsors bathe," having appealed in vain to the French Prefect (who said with a desolated shrug, "The Mediterranean belongs to everyone"), the Duke had tall canvas screens put up around the pool...