Word: son
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Cross) is the favorite song of all Welsh revivals. The Singing Secretary of Labor sang in Welsh for two reasons: i) The song had never been translated into English; 2) at Sharon, Pa., before his radio set sat David James Davis, 80, harkening with vast delight to his son's cheerful voice. And before their radio sets throughout the land sat many other Welshmen. Next day at Cabinet meeting Secretary Davis announced: "Apparently most of the two million Welshmen in the U. S. heard me and every mother's son of 'em sent me a telegram." Singer...
...plateau, high in the Sierra Madre Mountains. "This time they cannot escape!" Fimbres exulted last week. "Blood of God's Mother, I have waited three years ! It may take till spring to starve them out, but we shall kill all who are up there except one little boy?my son...
Three years ago, jauntily riding home from a successful business trip, Señor Fimbres found his hacienda ransacked, his wife lying horribly mutilated on her bed. "Apaches . . . Apaches . . ." she whispered before she died. "They took our son. Swear to get him back! Avenge...
Sued for Divorce. Walter Hill, 45, youngest son of the late great Railroader James J. Hill; by Mrs. Mildred Richardson Hill, onetime chorus girl (No, No Nannette); at Livingston, Mont. Grounds: kept secret. When suing him for divorce two years ago she said he was "wild as the Montana scenery...
...easily achieves, but with the third she has trouble. The scandal (which her fellow-villagers lap up but which will not greatly move the reader) enters when she turns in despair from her husband to another man, for procreative purposes only. The results are unfortunate: though she produces a son she loses her husband's love, eventually her son's respect, finally the farm. The Natural Mother is a worthy book, realistic to a degree, not noticeably shocking but definitely depressing, of the same order as Flaubert's Madame Bovary, whose tone it occasionally echoes from afar...