Word: widowers
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...delectation of the countryside. Alf Landon's course, starting from Philadelphia, doubled back to Pittsburgh, veered to Newark. N. J., swept into Manhattan (where at the old-fashioned Murray Hill Hotel he met Al Smith for the first time), dashed out to Oyster Bay, L. I., home of Widow Edith Carow Roosevelt, paused for an hour at Madison Square Garden, suddenly sped south to Charleston, W. Va., finally started on a long lope home to Kansas with one major stop, at St. Louis...
...dark hotel roof last week bearded Manager Saint appealed for quiet. The music of Pomp and Circumstance poured from a loudspeaker. By the light of a small red lamp, Manager Saint read his speech: ". . . the ten-year vigil of the silver-haired widow of Harry Houdini to night comes to its final and logical conclusion with this last attempt to pierce the Great Void. . . ." The magician explained that the spirit of Houdini might, if it could, ring the bell, unlock the handcuffs, speak a code message through the trumpet...
Then came disaster. The line failed to get the mail contracts it needed. Crashes killed not only Jimmy Wedell, but all five other original pilots on the line. Last May a crash killed Harry Williams. Last week, for an undisclosed price, his widow, one-time Cinemactress Marguerite Clark, sold the business to Eastern Air Lines, which flies between New York and New Orleans. Present Wedell-Williams airline is the 338-mi. run from New Orleans to Houston, Tex. In honor of its unlucky founders. Eastern will call this important extension the Wedell-Williams Division...
Stone Age Africa is a scientific volume, of interest to laymen for its exact geographical and geological information, for a number of good photographs and for a suggestive chapter on Stone Age African art, with several specimens of brilliant prehistoric drawings. Restless Jungle is by the widow of Explorer Carl Akeley, includes a description of a conventional trip from Cape Town north, with chapters on an interview with the Queen of Swaziland, on elephants at play, on African pioneers, on native witchcraft, which Mrs. Akeley is disposed to take seriously...
...merry widow of Weymouth isn't the only one who has gone to pieces over the strewing of anatomical members hither and yon in Boston harbor. Probably since the case of Sacco and Vanzetti, or at least since Jessic Costello cleaned her boiler, Boston has never had such a good time in its traditional macabre manner. But the current scavenger hunt for the missing "mutilated torso" has them all beat for journalistic interest. It is certain that if Charles Dickens were living today his words would be, "Oops, there goes Mrs. Asquith's head again!" The different angles from which...