Word: widowed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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White-haired Mrs. Helen Dortch Longstreet, widow of famed Confederate General James Longstreet, cried: "Bury it [the bill] too deep for resurrection. Thus you can announce to all the world and to millions yet unborn that the old Georgia, the great Georgia of Hill and Stephens and Toombs, when Kennesaw Mountain was a peak of fire and Chickamauga a field of blood, still lives to claim an honorable place in the sisterhood of 48, constituting one nation, one people, America indivisible and unconquerable...
...Mexico City, Cinemactor Jorge Veéez and his wife (by civil law marriage), Margarita Richardi de Avila Camacho, missed the plane that was to whisk them (via Manhattan) to Rome for a Catholic Church wedding. Señora Vélez is the widow of Maximino Avila Camacho, fabulously wealthy brother of Mexico's wartime president. As the car with its police escort left for the airport, another car drew abreast, poured in a fusillade of 22 Tommy-gun slugs. Vélez and his wife were wounded; her sister-in-law was killed. Jailed for questioning, Luis...
...Lena Himmelstein. She came to the U.S. from Lithuania in 1895, at 16. After four years of struggling along as a seamstress, she married a Russian jewelry salesman named David Bryant. Within a year, the couple had a son, but a few months later Bryant died. The young widow pawned her diamond earrings, bought a sewing machine, started making lingerie at home. By 1907 she was prospering sufficiently to borrow $300 to start a separate shop, and open a bank account. At the bank, she accidentally signed her name "Lane" instead of "Lena," let it stand because...
Novelist Louis Bromfield was having international trouble, too. One of the Parisian characters in his three-year-old What Became of Anna Bolton was a "Madame Ritz . . . widow of the great César Ritz. . . ." He called her "a great woman," but he let her die. Last week alive-&-kicking Marie Ritz,* 79-year-old widow of the luxury-hotelman, sued Bromfield and his publishers for invasion of privacy. She noted that she had been "portrayed as dying," complained she was "being subjected to ridicule, humiliation, embarrassment and annoyance ... all to her damage in the sum of One Hundred Thousand...
Booth Tarkington was trying to finish this novel when he died last May, aged 76. He had about a third of it still to write. It is now published, unfinished, with an introduction by his widow. She recalls how her husband distinguished what he called "the investigatory novel" from the "escapist" one-and declares that "the truth and mystery of human nature, and how most clearly to tell about that truth and that mystery" were the concern of his mature writing...