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Word: wife (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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Actual severance would make Germany the diplomatic (and trading) pariah which Russia was between 1917 and 1933. To drive home the fact that the U. S. was not joking, Franklin Roosevelt unexpectedly-motored out to dine with Secretary Ickes and his attractive young wife at "Headwaters Farm" in Olney...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE CABINET: Hairy Man | 1/2/1939 | See Source »

...back in nineteen twenty-five In old Fort Worth, there did arrive A man and wife, one girl, two boys; To make a living and make a noise...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: POLITICAL NOTES: Self Yulegies | 1/2/1939 | See Source »

...week he heard someone chopping down a tree that grew near the road. Old William Case seized his shotgun, slipped up on two figures tying the chopped tree to their rickety automobile. With no word of warning, outraged old "Santa Claus" fired twice. William Rousseau, 37, fell dead. His wife, Minnie, 29, weltered in her blood. Explained old William Case, calmly: "The tree was theirs for the asking. . . . But when people steal them it's different...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CRIME: Christmas Killings | 1/2/1939 | See Source »

...fortune he would scoop in three years from St. Paul's waters. He bought a Newfoundland trawler, L'lle Bourbon, spent a small fortune transforming it into a floating refrigerator. Then he assembled as ill-assorted a crew as ever walked up a gangplank: his expansive, motherly wife, who had once lived with natives in Madagascar; a blonde artist (niece of Paul Chabas, painter of September Morn); a Breton radio operator and his bitter-tongued fishwife; a Turkish engineer; a doctor and his wife, a Parisian hairdresser who filled her trunk with useless sport clothes; a mechanic...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FRANCE: Dutchman's Mistakes | 1/2/1939 | See Source »

...identity in the morning papers. As two U. S. marshals drove up to his house, he gulped a drink of whiskey, locked himself in the bathroom, poked a revolver in his ear and pulled the trigger. The marshals found him in the bathtub with his feet sticking out. His wife, for whom he had named his yacht, was pacing the floor downstairs and wailing: "My God, Daddy...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TRADE: My God, Daddy! | 12/26/1938 | See Source »

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