Word: whitneys
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...socialite sense, the foulest deed Dick Whitney ever did was to steal $105,184 in securities from the safe-deposit box of the swanky New York Yacht Club, of which he was treasurer. Last week his old club, anxious to recoup, filed suit for all he had embezzled, plus interest, against a less exclusive, more expensive club, the New York Stock Exchange. Ground for the suit, had the Exchange exposed its onetime president sooner, it might have prevented the yacht club theft...
Seeking Divorce. Mary Elizabeth ("Liz") Whitney, 34; from John Hay ("Jock") Whitney, 35, sportsman and Hollywood producer; after "an agreement settling all property rights"; in Reno...
Last week on the 7,500-odd square feet of floor space at Manhattan's red-brick Whitney Museum were scattered an estimated 25 tons of assorted sculpture. The occasion: a big spring showing by members and nonmembers of the National Sculpture Society. Of some 185 pieces shown, many would have looked well on a moonlit night behind a fishpond, half covered with ivy. None bore the Whitney Museum's excellent lighting with enough distinction to turn a critic's head. The medal-winner: a reddish marble mother toting a limp child whose build resembled that...
Among 13 horses who failed to finish were the two U. S.-owned entries: Poloist Louis Stoddard Jr.'s Milano and Poloist Jock Whitney's National Night, who, none the less proud because he was riderless, galloped across the finish line in front of Bogskar...
Before the uphill pull to Virginia City (pop.: 500) time was found for a mammoth parade headed by Errol Flynn in fancy pants and six shooters, and Mrs. John Hay ("Liz") Whitney bestriding her $20,000 silver-embossed saddle. Also in the riding was pretentious Manhattan Saloonkeeper Jack Kriendler, but his saddle cost only $5,000. Leo Carrillo rode his horse through the bar and lobby of the Riverside Hotel. Others rode everything from cayuses to Cadillacs, but kept between the packed lines of shouting, hooting, yippeeing sidewalk fans...