Word: went
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Alphonse ("Scarface Al") Capone, Chicago gangman now jailed for one year in Philadelphia, once met Charles B. Cochrane, famed London theatre man. Last week in London Manager Cochrane said: "I asked Capone if he were going to see a certain musical show. He replied that he never went to musical shows and that his favorite dramatists are George Bernard Shaw, Noel Coward and Shakespeare...
...Grover Cleveland Alexander, divorce-seeking wife of oldtime Pitcher Alexander of National League baseball (now with St. Louis), last week went fishing near Lincoln, Neb., fell in, was rescued and revived by Boy Scout Richard Paul...
...normally he is a carpenter*. No brilliance attends his game but only the grimmest determination. His idiosyncrasies: chalking the face of his wooden clubs with blue chalk, waxing the handle of his irons before the difficult shot. To Cyril Tolley who won it at Muirfield nine years ago again went the championship. He, a links behemoth, has obtained most fame from his prodigious drives. In 1923 at Troon he drove to the green on a 350-yard hole. Last week his drives were still spectacular and, rare for him, he putted and approached with steady skill...
Pugilism's fatted calf gets fatter every day. Since Heavyweight Champion Tunney retired (August 1928), and Arch-promoter Rickard died (January 1929), and Onetime-champion Dempsey went vaguely into promoting and got himself talked about for night-life and a chorus-girl (TIME, June 10), the chance has grown more and more solidly golden for some young man to smash his way forward and, while satisfying the popular demand for a Greatest Fighter of Them All, have a good time and amass a fortune...
...three years past, the assistant organist of that orchestra had been one Helen Jean Moyer, 29. Last week she kept looking for another job, but found none. She went to her drab abode and sat by the window, despondent. She thought about suicide. The "talkies" have come, but Organist Moyer heard no knock on her own door. She waited awhile and then jumped, twelve stories down to death. The movies, the talkies, real life-they are quite different...