Word: sadly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...must to all men, death came last week to the youngest, most thoroughgoing dictator in the Western Hemisphere. At La Paz, loftiest capital of the Americas, sad-eyed, 35-year-old President Lieut. Colonel German Busch gave a birthday party in his home for his Japanese brother-in-law, Kovichi Seito. About 5:30 a.m.. a few minutes after the young Dictator had retired to an upper room, his guests heard a shot. They found German Busch with a bullet hole in his temple. Quick surgery failed to save him. Suicide, escape from nervous exhaustion induced by his labors...
...Foianini, son of an Italian father and Bolivian mother, second husband of a girl from New Haven, Conn, whom a Bolivian artist took home with him from Yale. Señor Foianini offered no theory other than nervous suicide about the dead Condor last week. But he was deeply sad, and in a great hurry to fly home before General Quintanilla and other Army men should reorient Busch's Bolivia...
...Parisiens sailed into the red. Year ago the company announced suspensions of service, shortly went into receivership. When ten surviving fly boats, including gangplanks, copper megaphones, pontoons and the skippers' hats were sold at auction for a piddling 225,000 francs ($5,962), oldtimers thronged the shore, made sad sounds. Mused L'Oeuvre (see p. 38) quoting Poet-of-the-People Laurent Tailhade...
...West, chose another Wartime battery commander: tall, spectacled, 48-year-old Emmett Francis Connely, president of First of Michigan Corp. First Detroiter ever to head I.E.A., socialite "Spike" Connely is also anti-New Deal, believes in letting others shout their antagonism while he does the best he can in sad days for banking...
...comparative safety of London with its 700 inhabitants moved Survivor Hopkins to chronicle his sad saga by the light of a piece of string pushed through a strip of bacon. At night he wrote, by day he hunted for food in the barren city. His sole neighbor, an old lady, lived in the National Gallery. "She heard that it was empty, and wanted to gratify her love of art and lust for possession during the last days that remain to her." She lived on pigeons that fell dead from the Nelson Column, cooking them over a fire of Dutch masterpieces...