Word: woman
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Ordered out of the house some days before, Caretaker null and sister had refused to budge, had begun patrolling the place with rifles and revolvers in their hands Last week a white woman complained that William Walles had threatened her with a gun. The Orange County sheriff swore out a lunacy warrant, went to bring the pair...
Meanwhile, Wellesley's trustees did some choosing, too. In the 18 months since stately old President Ellen Fitz Pendleton had announced that she would like to resign, they had weighed 100 candidates, quizzed 1,000 alumnae, to find a woman who combined "intellectual honesty, leadership, tolerance, savoir jalre, sympathetic understanding of youth, vision, and a sense of humor." Satisfied that they had at last discovered such a paragon, Wellesley's trustees asked Oberlin (Ohio) College's Dean of Women Mildred Helen McAfee to become Ellen Pendleton's successor and Wellesley's seventh president...
...engaged a new bouncer. She was hulking Lois De Fee, 17, of Austin, Tex., who stood 6 ft. 2 in. barefoot, weighed 184 Ib. Proudly she exhibited a nude photograph taken when she danced in a Havana revue. Flexing her biceps, Bouncer De Fee said: "The other night a woman came in here and said she was Evelyn Nesbitt, and she said something personal, and we mixed it. You have all the trouble with the women. Isn't it funny how big women like me are always getting tangled up with little bitty men? One of my husbands...
...foolishly pawed at Dancer Blossom. Up went her arm, up in flames went the flimsy papier-mache ceiling. When firemen fought their way in to smother the blaze, they found a Chinese cook, three orchestramen hidden in the icebox. Dead from flames and trampling were the hatcheck girl, a woman patron, two men. Torch-Dancer Blossom was arrested for violating San Francisco's fire laws...
...enough. By and by comes a matronly woman with a school of multi-colored children. A matronly woman came by with some brown and some white and some dirty children. I mean some of them were cute; but one was a brat! She threw stones at me; I mean she actually picked up a rock and let it go for all she was worth; and it hit me behind the ear. Behind the ear it hit me; and then the little sissy ran. I mean she hid behind the matron's skirts. It's a damn good thing. I mean...