Word: spinster
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...SPINSTER, by Sylvia Ashton-Warner. A flashing original both in style and subject by a New Zealand schoolmistress who writes about her calling with a beautiful sense of mission...
...years of forlorn wooing, and sudden notoriety succeeded where all the years of defeat had not. Last week Francesco, 49, wrote a letter to the editor confessing that at long last "I have given up, because with women one cannot win." As for Angela, now a spinster of 40, she could not care less. "He didn't appeal to me when he was younger," she said, "and he appeals to me even less now." When told that Francesco had named her his heir, Angela showed a tougher fiber than even the most famous of Italian shrews, Katharina of Padua...
...turn of the century, Gertrude followed her brother Leo to Paris. Leo was the art pundit and collector in those early days, but he was everlastingly tinkering with his psyche, so that when a San Francisco spinster named Alice Babette Toklas appeared, "soft, small, and warmly murmurous," Gertrude switched boon companions for life. The two gentle ladies from America enjoyed living in the eye of the bohemian hurricane. There was the writer André Salmon, who foamed at the mouth with delirium (he later claimed it was soap) and nibbled the trimmings on Alice Toklas' hat. There was Alfred...
...evening last March, Mrs. Gertrude Robinson, 71, was attacked and murdered in Warwick parish. Four weeks later, a second victim, Mrs. Dorothy Pearce, 53, was found badly battered in her cottage. In July, Spinster Rosaleen Kenny, 53, was attacked while she slept but her screams frightened the killer away. Finally, fortnight ago, a third victim was found, mutilated by sharks, floating in the surf off Southland beach. She was a pretty, brown-haired office secretary named Dorothy Rawlinson, 29, who had arrived from London in May and liked to sunbathe alone. In the soft pink sand, the cops found...
...Cossack. Then there was Aunt Kate, who seemed to some merely an aging spinster, slightly touched in the head. But on Moss Hart's stage she emerges as a kind of Bronx Blanche DuBois, a woman defying her mean surroundings by living in a world of her own with smelling salts and trailing dresses and a stubborn refusal to go to work "no matter how needy the rest of the family might be. She was "a touching combination of the sane and the ludicrous along with some secret splendor within herself." Come debt or hunger, she would...