Word: mines
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Died. Countess Guy du Boisrouvray, 55; in Manhattan's Waldorf-Astoria Hotel. Formerly Luz Mila Patiñio, the countess was the daughter of the late Simón Patiño, a Bolivian cholo (part Indian) who turned an abandoned tin mine into a fortune once estimated at $1 billion and a higher annual income than the Bolivian government, dealt out his children in marriage to Europe's thoroughbreds...
...sixth day after the bump, Springhill had just about given up hope for 69 men still underground in North America's deepest mine. Exhausted rescuers still hacked through rubble at a painful 1 ft. per hour, but the women stopped coming to the pithead. Some families bought cemetery plots for their men. The newsmen left for other stories, and the coal-grimed town nursed its grief behind closed doors, wondering dully what it would do now that DOSCO (Dominion Steel & Coal Corp., Ltd., subsidiary of A. V. Roe Canada Ltd.) planned to close Springhill's last mine...
...entombed men, both sides shouting happy obscenities. A burr-tongued Scotsman yelled through the pipe, got the reply: "Take the marbles out of your mouth and talk English." The rescue team shoved a copper tube through the steel pipe, poured in water, hot coffee, then soup, while a mine doctor shouted instructions to take one swallow, count 500, take another...
There was some question whether Frankie was really quite well when he brusquely turned down an offer from Brigitte Bardot to go to London to discuss a movie. "I can't wait," said Frankie. "I gotta be in Boston. Senator Kennedy is a friend of mine, and I promised." Finally, Frankie made a return volant to the U.S., still determinedly withholding his paw sinister from the gold circlet that anyone might wish to slip on his finger...
...Rufus. his cat Mickey, and a black goat that took a fancy to him as he was painting in Marrakech. were his special pals. And he could not bring himself to carve a Christmas goose. "You'll have to carve it, Clemmie; this goose was a friend of mine," he said to Mrs. Churchill...