Word: manhattan
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...weeks, Willie trained in a Hartford gym, while his neighbors piled in to watch. Last week, some 6,500 Connecticut fans followed him to Manhattan by auto and special trains, helped fill Madison Square Garden for a prizefight for the first time in three years...
Willie fought cautiously for three rounds, peppering Champion Sandy Saddler with rapierlike left jabs and occasionally plastering him with solid rights. The champion, a willowy 22-year-old Negro from Manhattan, had a longer reach and harder punch, but he had a hard time hitting shifty Willie. The Hartfordites roared with partisan joy as Willie built up a lead on points. Then the fight became a slugging match as the 126-pounders threw everything they had. Saddler had Pep reeling drunkenly in the tenth round; another good punch would have been the end of Willie. But wily Willie, a shrewd...
Barnard College for women, the poor, proud relation of Columbia University (endowment: $75 million) was out to improve its financial lot. Barnard, whose red brick buildings of institutional classic stand along Manhattan's upper Broadway, only a stone's throw from Columbia's city campus, has an academic reputation which only such women's colleges as Vassar, Wellesley and Bryn Mawr can equal, and a faculty (borrowing from Columbia's) that most others cannot. But last year, asking no more tuition ($700) than most other top schools, Barnard (endowment: $5,000,000) operated...
Back at Bryn Mawr she worked up to acting dean of the college, moved on in 1930, to become headmistress of Manhattan's Brearley School. In 1932, she married Dr. Rustin Mclntosh, director of the Babies Hospital at Columbia-Presbyterian Medical Center, bore five children without breaking her career for more than a few months at a time...
Nobody can roast tiger (two-legged, money-hungry variety) with the searing yellow flame that Jerome Weidman uses. In his first novel, I Can Get It For You Wholesale, and a sequel, Weidman barbecued some of the pin-striped denizens of Manhattan's garment district. In his latest (and sixth) novel, the tiger wears tweeds and its hunting grounds are the knotty-pine fastnesses of a Madison Avenue newspaper syndicate; but when the price is right, the beast still shows its breed...