Word: wescott
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Electric Bond & Share's Ebasco Services Inc., one of the world's biggest designers and builders of utility plants. Gardner began working part-time for Electric Bond as a 25?-an-hour draftsman. He became vice president in 1945, executive vice president in 1952. T. C. Wescott, 67, moves up from president to vice chairman of the board...
Today, 78-year-old Colette's innumerable admirers (most of whom would agree with Glenway Wescott that she is "the greatest living French fiction writer") wonder how on earth their "national great lady" ever bowed to such servitude. Colette herself, now a distinguished member of the French Academy, wonders too. True, she says, Willy actually kepi her under lock & key. But why did she not escape by the window? Was it because he always guessed so cunningly when she was on the verge of flight-and gave her a raise in salary? Or was it, rather, that under Willy...
When at last Colette abandoned Willy, she went on the stage. Faded photographs, says Wescott, still exist of Colette as a vaudeville queen-"a black cat in woolly tights with inked-on whiskers," a seductive charmer making a grand entry "with what appears to be a real peacock tail." Colette left the stage to marry a distinguished politician and journalist, Henri de Jouvenel. They were divorced, and in 1935 she married her present husband, a journalist named Maurice Goudeket. But she never stopped writing. By 1919, Marcel Proust himself was shedding tears over her love story of World...
...that Harper & Bros, gives away every two years to the winner of its novel contest. For 1950 the lucky man is a 27-year-old South Carolinian, Max Steele, whose Debby was chosen by a jury of knowing hands: Short Story Writer Katherine Anne Porter, Novelist Glenway Wescott, and San Francisco Chronicle Critic Joseph Henry Jackson. A few of the Harper prizewinners (Wescott's The Grandmothers and Paul Horgan's The Fault of Angels) were widely and deservedly cheered, but the 1950 winner is not in their class...
...youngest Merrill boy holds Debby in his arms while she dies with the plea, "Let me go. I know a hiding place. Let me go. I got to hide." Debby will tug a few soft hearts among veteran circulating-library customers, but such experienced judges as Authors Porter, Wescott and Critic Jackson, who are supposed to use their heads as well as their hearts, still have some explaining...