Word: ward
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...life Stephen Ward had been surrounded by people, a few of them, perhaps, his friends. In death last week he attracted only curiosity seekers, several hundred strong. Nine days after swallowing a massive overdose of Nembutal, Stephen Ward-liar, drug user, pornographer, libertine and convicted pimp-was cremated in the London suburb of Mortlake. Though his solicitor had asked that no flowers be sent, there was a wreath of two hundred roses from, among others, Playwrights John Osborne and Arnold Wesker, Critic Kenneth Tynan, Novelists Angus Wilson and Alan Sillitoe, Jazzman Acker Bilk (who later withdrew his name). With...
...Stephen Ward did wriggle out. Ninety minutes before he was to appear in court for the last day of his trial, he was found purple-faced and unconscious in the Chelsea apartment where he had been staying with a friend. On a table beside him were scattered a dozen letters to friends and acquaintances. On the floor lay an empty vial that had contained 100 Nembutal tablets-a drug very different from the kind he had long been taking for pleasure. While doctors worked to save his flickering life at St. Stephen's Hospital, the judge continued his summing...
Word from Bill. As Ward's own crowded hour came to an end, many Englishmen began to feel a twinge of compassion for the talented, if twisted, master of the revels. As the osteopath lay unconscious, red-haired Julie Gulliver, a 23-year-old singer who had been his last, most loyal girl friend, burst out: "There's a whole crowd of people right now praying for Stephen to die so that their names won't be mentioned. I'm going to see that they...
...guarded room at the hospital, Stephen Ward died at week's end without knowing that he had been convicted. A suicide note written four days earlier explained: "It's a wish not to let them get me. I'd rather get myself." Every Englishman had his own obituary for the man who was written off on the court docket as "defendant deceased." Stephen's friend "Bill," Viscount Astor, a somewhat belated witness of high estate, allowed piously: "His readiness to help anyone in pain is the memory many will treasure." In one way or another...
Died. Stephen Thomas Ward, 50, Britain's prince of ponces; by his own hand (sleeping pills); in London (see THE WORLD...