Word: protector
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...self-styled protector of small stockholders at corporate meetings is Xanthippe-tongued Wilma Porter Soss, fiftyish, who once showed up at a U.S. Steel meeting in a 1901 puffed-sleeve dress and ostrich-plumed hat appropriate, she said, for a management "50 years behind in its stockholder relations." With little stock (e.g., ten shares of U.S. Steel worth $831.25) but big ideas and a thirst for publicity, she has for a decade harassed U.S. Steel and other corporations, with small success...
...special idol of the village of Olintepeque was "San Pascual," Lord of Crops and Protector of Flocks. To Catholics, San Pascual is a Spanish-born 16th century saint, but the Indians embody him in an image and a bundle of bones kept in Olintepeque. One day last week in the main plaza of that village, the 1,500 inhabitants gathered apprehensively. The influx of foreign Catholic priests that started in 1954 (following repeal of a 19th century ban) was finally bringing Olintepeque its own parish priest. Luis Manresa Formosa, Bishop of nearby Quezaltenango and a no-nonsense defender...
...reassuring to have such a staunch protector of morals as Archbishop Byrne. Now if we can just elect a Roman Catholic President and a majority of Hail Mary Senators and Congressmen, this protection may well be extended to Protestants...
...built near the peak in her honor. The shrine became a military strongpoint in the struggle between Catalonian Christians and Moors; the Holy Roman Emperor Charles V prayed before the Black Virgin many times, and Saint Ignatius Loyola found his vocation in her presence. Today, she is the legendary protector of all Catalonia, and every devout Catalonian makes a pilgrimage to her shrine at least once in life...
Only through Dominique's rose-colored mules, which she had kicked off in her agony, were the police able to identify the charred body. The first person they went looking for was, quite naturally, her protector. At first, Bill and his mistress stuck by their story-anyone, said Bill, might have an empty oil can in his car or a bunch of 7.65 shells hidden in his bathroom. But in the end, the evidence was too much. Still the compleat caïd, who would show neither pity nor remorse, Bill made a detailed confession, blandly explained: "I knew...