Word: maud
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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There is no doubt that St. James' was a clever scheme. The path he plied across the straits and through the narrow streets of Karik brought him a life of double marriage and pleasure. Maud in Gibraltar (pipe, slippers, and dumplings), Nita in Karik (wine, dancing, and midnight swims). He was, as one of his crew noted, a genius. But he was also, and this, too, is duly noted, a saint. If things ended badly, it was not his fault in trying to take too much, but in wanting too little. He wanted only a single full life, and when...
...MAUD CHEGWIDDEN...
...Died. Maud Murray Dale, 70, Manhattan patroness of modern French art; of a heart attack; in Southampton, N.Y. Grand-mannered daughter of a onetime New York Herald art critic, she divorced an indigent artist to marry Wall Street Utilities Financier Chester Dale. During a 1923 tour of Europe, she switched Dale's hobby from chasing fire engines (he was an honorary New York City fire chief) to buying paintings. In the next 15 years the Dales spent more than $6,000,000 picking up some 700 paintings (e.g., Renoir's Girl With a Watering Can, Degas' Four...
John H. Mahan, Biochemical Sciences; Burton G. Malkiel, Economics; M. Joel Mandelbaum, Music; James W. Mason, English; Ralph N. Maud, English; Paul T. McElroy, Physics; Abbott R. Miller, Chemistry; Bruce H. Morgan, Physics; Ivan Nabokoff, English; John R. O'Brien, Government; Roger S. Peterson, Biology; Stephen R. Petschek, History and Literature; Glen A. Rebka, Jr., Physics; Walter R. Reitman, Slavic Languages and Literatures; Richard L. Renfield, Slavic Languages and Literatures; Rodman D. Rhodes, English; Robert Rosenman, Government...
...liked your monograph on Maud Gonne [TIME, May 11]. It was almost as living as herself. About a year ago, I sat . . . listening while she poured out the saga of her life. I had come to Ireland to do research on a book about William Butler Yeats, and she had consented to see me; but nothing so rich and gracious had been anticipated. Wrapped in a black silk brocade robe with great silver buttons, she sat by a coal fire under an oval picture of her mother, and guarded by a Maltese cat. My heart hurt. Could this wreck, this...