Word: matronly
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...colonial Mansion, soon to house an ancient matron, ghosts will walk. For the Widow now has skeletons within her closet. Since that famous gentleman who built the excellent tradition of the Widow's has departed, the Lady of Learning has waned. Indeed, more than a new carapace is needed--body, soul are requsite. For even a tutoring school must have both...
While many a U. S. maid and matron dived beneath tea tables, shrieked, the embattled Deputies potshot at each other from opposite sidewalks. Onetime Governor Garillo of the state of Tabasco fell at once, mortally wounded in the face. Col. Andres Garcia was killed outright. Others were wounded...
When the World War broke, she, the 49-year-old matron of a medical institute at Brussels, transformed the institute into a Red Cross hospital. Moved by the plight of the British, French and Belgian wounded under her care, she conspired with Prince Reginald de Croy to smuggle into Holland numerous Allied soldiers for whom he contrived to forge passports. Arrested by the German Military Police, she confessed to abetting the escape into Holland of some 175 Britons, Frenchmen and Belgians of military...
...least $500,000 annually if the thirst of the Chicago operagoer is to continue to be slaked. Last year throughout certain sections of the country many a tired husband left the warmth of his hearth to nod at the performance of the "Chicago Civic Opera Company." Many a matron fondly listened to the strident tones of "leading tenors" of the "Chicago Civic Opera Company." Simultaneously with the financial report, President Insull announced that the genuine Company had never been in those particular localities; that former ballerinos and chorus-men were blossoming forth as coloraturas, "leading men"; . . . that precautions had been...
...their laundered sheets, smaller than a doll's handkerchiefs, to dry on the grass. The housewives rarely glance at the aviators. Why should they bother? Yet last week a housewife looked at her sheets and then at the sky and telephoned McCook Field. Then the voice of another matron harangued one of the ground pilots; others followed. Each had much the same complaint to make; the planes were, or rather they had-well, just let someone come down-and look at her sheets...