Word: sickroom
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...clock one evening in Detroit's Hotel Statler, John L. Lewis shook his bushy head and sat up in bed to take his medicine. His secretary put a spoonful in his mouth. Mr. Lewis swallowed and made a face. He had influenza. Shortly a man left the sickroom. Newshawks in the corridor crowded around him asking, "How are things going?" The answer was curt: "Things are getting hot." To newshawks patroling the corridor all evening it seemed that the heating took a long time...
Visitors came and went. Midnight came, 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock. The newshawks in the corridor tried to encourage one another by saying that they thought that the voices in the sickroom were not so loud. Someone even thought he heard laughter. Finally the door opened. Out came Michigan's Governor Frank Murphy, his red hair awry, his face haggard. The Department of Labor's conciliator, James Francis Dewey, followed, his plump jowls sagging with fatigue. General Motors' Lawyer-Vice President John Thomas Smith emerged smiling. Newshawks trooped after them to the elevator...
...Senator's political enemies buried Assassin Weiss with honor in a nearby Catholic cemetery next day, the Senator's doctors ordered five successive blood transfusions, adrenalin injections, an oxygen tent. Toward sunset, when his condition became hopeless, it was arranged that the lights would blink in the sickroom to signify the end to friends and kin on the porch below. At 4 a. m. two mornings after he was shot, Huey Long, breathing heavily, was staring wild-eyed at the canopy above him. At 4 :10 the lights in his room blinked, but he did not see them...
...station. Two days later the Lord Privy Seal's doctors told him he was suffering from serious heart strain, made him cancel all engagements for six weeks. With pert and pretty Mrs. Eden hovering at his bedside, Captain Eden had the rare honor of a sickroom visit from the Prime "Minister who afterwards told reporters, "I am distressed beyond measure, both on private and public grounds...
...dark week at the White House. Mrs. Howe, the secretary's son Hartley from Boston, his daughter Mary (Mrs. Robert H. Baker) from Urbana, Ill. came & went in the sickroom. The Roosevelts canceled all social engagements...