Word: woman
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Henderson is known to her friends as Betty and to the public as the woman who put a 71-year-old leg up on a table in the Metropolitan Opera bar last fall. The divorce was a young friend's-handsome John Alden Talbot Jr., whose wife had taken umbrage at his public attentions to Lana Turner. Betty Henderson liked the young man, and wanted to give him a party...
...tonight. Then the powerful guards thrust her irrevocably into the obscene, sprawling oak arms of the ugly electric chair . . . The body that once throbbed with the joy of her sordid bacchanals turned brick red as the current struck . . . That was only 30 minutes ago. The memory of the crazed woman in her last agony as she struggled against the unholy embrace of the chair is yet too harrowing . . . She wore blue bloomers . . ." In such flamboyant journalese, flamboyant Hearstling Gene Fowler described the executions of Ruth Snyder and Judd Gray for the murder of her husband, in the old New York...
...handed her papers and correspondence over to British Journalist Philip Whitwell Wilson, with whom she had been in close touch for some 20 years. Published this week is Author Wilson's General Evangeline Booth (Scribner; $3.50)-a warm and folksy paean of praise for a remarkable woman...
...famous plan,* its socialistic scheme for insurance and medical care was sponsored by a Conservative-led coalition government. Last week, under the more appropriate aegis of the Labor government, a National Health Service Act initiated by the Beveridge Report went into effect. For every man, woman & child in the United Kingdom, all medical care would be free, in a Socialist sense (paid out of taxes): doctors' and dentists' services, drugs, hospital beds, eyeglasses, artificial legs...
When Edwina Marsh was a teenager, her father had once said: "My girl, don't be a fool-put your shoulders back, hold up your head, and don't be ashamed to show the world that you are shaped as a woman ought to be." But all her life she remained ashamed, awkward and uncontrollably shy. Now she was 41, "a big colourless woman in a brown skirt and a high-necked blue sweater. The shoulders were square, the neck long and firm, the legs straight and big, like pillars...