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...Prisons, came orders for a cuerda of 215 prisoners. The grapevine quickly spread the dread word. In cell block C, the Black Palace's toughest cons beat out the prison's nervousness in a clomping rhythm of heavy shoes. Off-duty guards rushed back to double the vigil; desperate inmates have been known to head off exile to the Three Marys by knifing fellow felons, thereby turning themselves into murderers awaiting trial rather than convicts eligible for island exile...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MEXICO: Off to Oblivion | 5/5/1952 | See Source »

Conductor Leopold Stokowski, 69, postponed a Minneapolis concert, took up a vigil at the Manhattan bedside of wife Gloria Vanderbilt Stokowski, 27, to await the arrival of their second child...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People: Slings & Arrows | 1/21/1952 | See Source »

...Monongahela, Pa., Mr. & Mrs. Alfred Loutitt, close by their radio, kept the long vigil that mothers & fathers were keeping everywhere. "We just sat there and listened," said Mrs. Loutitt. "We hoped and we prayed, because all we knew was that Charles was missing and the truck he had been driving was found full of bullet holes. Then we heard his name...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE NATION: Tidings of Painful Joy | 12/31/1951 | See Source »

...Vigil in the Washhouse. Stumbling, black-faced, from the elevator to the safety of the concrete washhouse, most said only: "This is a bad one." In nearby West Frankfort (pop. 11,251), the news spread fast. In the high-school gymnasium, the loudspeaker broke urgently through the cheers of the basketball fans: "Dr. Barnett, please report to the New Orient mine." Within minutes, the gym was emptying and scores of automobiles were heading past West Frankfort's bright blaze of Christmas lights to Illinois Highway 37 and the turnoff to the mine...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: DISASTERS: This Is a Bad One | 12/31/1951 | See Source »

Tuesday night, said Hollywood's wagging tongues, she went straight from the hospital to a restaurant, where she met none other than Tom Neal. Next night a Hollywood newspaperman kept vigil outside Barbara's house. He was amply rewarded. At 12:30 a.m. she drove up in a convertible with Neal. Soon the sound of cooing and the smell of frying bacon floated out from Barbara's kitchen. At 2 a.m. Barbara and Neal reappeared and whirled off in a yellow convertible that looked something like Franchot Tone...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Still Pursuing It | 10/1/1951 | See Source »

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