Word: ritz
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...establish myself in New York. I could borrow money from my Texas friends to buy a small hotel, but only in New York could I get the millions I wanted to swing the deals I had in mind." The first deal looked too good to Hilton. The famed Ritz Hotel was offered to him for $700,000 and he turned it down. Said he: "I thought they were just taking advantage of a fellow from out West." (They weren't; Hilton now regretfully estimates the Ritz to be worth at least $2,500,000.) Instead...
Managers of the Commander, Statler, and Touraine hotels were not available for comment yesterday, while officials of the Ritz-Carlton, Somerset, Parker House, and Sheraton refused to state whether or not they would help football players...
...handsome, wealthy young Briton came up from his country home one day last week to stay with his brother at the Ritz in London and have a talk with his doctor. Society reporters knew him as the Hon. Peter Beatty, one of Britain's "most eligible bachelors." Sportwriters had called him "Lucky" Beatty ever since 1938 when he became the youngest (28) owner ever to win the Derby at Epsom Downs (with Bois Roussel). In that same year Peter's Foxglove II (purchased the night before the race from his good friend Prince Aly Khan) took the Gold...
...first-floor suite at the Ritz last week, the day after he had seen his London doctor for the last time, Peter refused the breakfast proffered by his valet. "I am going up to see a friend on the sixth floor," he said. Then in blue pajamas and red dressing gown, he groped his way up the stairs to the valet's own room. A moment later a waiter looked up to see a red-clad figure sitting on the window sill. Then all that was left of Lucky Beatty lay crumpled on the pavement below...
...some time later her telephone rang. It was Edward Weeks editor of the Atlantic Monthly, also a Wellesley trustee. Would Miss Clapp have dinner with him? By this time, Miss Clapp had a good idea of what was up. Over brook trout and a bottle of wine at the Ritz-Carlton, Weeks began to ask questions. "Do you sleep well?" he wanted to know. Miss Clapp answered that she did, she was not a worrier...