Word: maides
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...great English cathedral. Lay characters appear in sufficient numbers to afford a gossip circuit between the Cathedral and the town-a female psychiatrist belonging to the "generation of blue-stockings who were defined as women who were no longer ladies, but had not yet become gentlemen," a neurotic old maid on a manhunt, uninhibited servants. It is a lay character also who brings about Canon Carmichael's fall-a beautiful, intelligent German girl who marries a Silbury business man. When the Canon meets her he turns pale and mutters that she reminds him of someone. The reminder...
Buxom, black-eyed Henrietta Koscianski, 19, a pantry maid in Cleveland's Statler Hotel, gave her starched white blouse a straightening pat and winked at one of the other girls as the young man who washed bar glasses and supplied cracked ice came on duty one night last week. "Say, Bob," she asked, "what's your last name...
...midnight Friday, Pantry Maid Koscianski was all atremble. The bar boy had obviously skipped town. His locker was empty. The police had been to his $1.50 a week hotel, found only an old pair of shoes and New York newspapers with stories about the Gedeon murders and the recent death threats against a staff physician at Rockland State Hospital where Irwin had once been a mental patient. "I feel like a nickel now," mumbled Miss Koscianski.-"I didn't call the police because I just thought it was a coincidence. I didn't have the nerve to think...
...detective magazine in which she had seen Irwin's picture awarded her $1,000, gave her an airplane ride to Manhattan, introduced her at a night club, interviewed her on the radio. ''I ddn t know whether I'll return to my job as pantry-maid or not," she said...
...through five masterpieces of 'tee' literature, and serves as a fitting prelude to the agony columns that have made the "Saturday Review" famous and may do the same for the "Advocate". The Personals and the Classified ads alone make this issue worth any man's, or, better still, any maid's, quarter. There is also a double-crostic, no harder to work than those Mrs. Kingsley usually presents. The faint Limerick tinge to this one merely shows we are in Boston, not New York, "Bilge Water," a good copy of Quercus' column for the trade, brings up the rear...