She continued.

She continued to show regularly in the Salon, to generally favorable reviews, until 1873, the year before the first Impressionist exhibition.

She continued as CEO until Beech was purchased by Raytheon Company on 8 February 1980.

She continued to write, illustrate and design spin-off merchandise based on her children ’ s books for Warne until the duties of land management and diminishing eyesight made it difficult to continue.

She subsequently withdrew it realising that some of her samples were contaminated, but continued her microscopic studies for several more years.

She continued to campaign for occupational safety and health while working as an investigating attorney for the U. S. Commission on Industrial Relations during Woodrow Wilson's presidency.

She continued to counter abusive literary treatments of women.

She continued to make minor and frequently nostalgic period musicals such as Starlift, The West Point Story, On Moonlight Bay, By the Light of the Silvery Moon, and Tea For Two for Warner Brothers.

She continued to have hits with " Heartbreaker " ( 1978 ), " Baby I'm Burning " and " You're the Only One " ( both 1979 ), all of which charted in the pop singles Top 40, and all of which also topped the country-singles chart ; 1979's " Sweet Summer Lovin '" became the first Parton single in two years to not top the country singles chart ( though it still nonetheless reached the top ten ).

She also continued to explore new business and entertainment ventures such as her Dollywood theme park, that opened in 1986 in Pigeon Forge, Tennessee.

She continued touring in 1986 with the Think About Love Tour, and 1989 for the White Limozeen Tour.

She continued to enjoy steady success during the 1990s and 2000s ; her 2000 album A Day Without Rain sold 15 million copies, and became the top selling new age album of the 2000s in the US, according to Nielsen SoundScan.

She continued to work there for the rest of her career and was as dean of the school from 1883 to 1902.

She then continued her career in the United States, as did Maurice Tourneur and Léonce Perret after World War I.

She continued to star in various films, but by the early 1940s, her appearances became less frequent.

She continued on at UCLA, receiving a Ph. D. in 1975, and became a faculty member at the university.

She continued appearing in Hollywood films until 1949.

She has continued to act, appearing in the film Chocolat ( 2000 ).

She continued to advance her trademark interests of education and literacy by establishing the semi-annual National Book Festival in 2001 and encouraged education on a worldwide scale.

She continued as an important counselor to the king until her death in 1252.

She continued to act in the theatre for most of her career, and became noted for her portrayal of Nora in Henrik Ibsen's A Doll's House, but became wider known once she started to work with eminent Swedish film director Ingmar Bergman.

She later directed Blanchett in A Streetcar Named Desire ( play ) at the Sydney Theatre Company in Australia, which ran September through October 2009, and then continued from 29 October to 21 November 2009 at the Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts in Washington, DC, where it won a

She continued to produce films for others, including Sleep, My Love ( 1948 ) with Claudette Colbert and Love Happy ( 1949 ) with the Marx Brothers.

She continued her studies from 1861 through 1865, the duration of the American Civil War.

She continued to travel around the nation, speaking out against drug and alcohol abuse.

She helped him with the dishes, then he brought more water in from the spring before it got dark.

She wiped it off with the sleeve of her coat.

She remembered little of her previous journey there with Grace, and she could but hope that her dedication to her mission would enable her to accomplish it.

She regarded them as signs that she was nearing the glen she sought, and she was glad to at last be doing something positive in her unenunciated, undefined struggle with the mountain and its darkling inhabitants.

She was standing with her back to the glass door.

She raised a protesting hand with a startled air.

She had touched her face, truly a noble and pure face, only with a lip salve which made her lips glisten but no redder than usual.

She cackled with mirth, showing the stumps of betel-stained teeth.

She had driven up with her husband in a convertible with Eastern license plates, although the two drivers knew nothing at the moment about that.

She would look at Jack, with that hidden something in her eyes, and Jack would see the Woman and become breathless and a little sick.

She said, with the solicitude of a middle-aged woman for her only child.

She munched little ginger cakes called mulatto's belly and kept her green, somewhat hypnotic eyes fixed on a light-colored male who was prancing wildly with a 5-foot king snake wrapped around his bronze neck.

She said with intense feeling: `` Come near, let me feel your arms.

She daubed at her swimming eyes with a lacy handkerchief and said with obvious emotion: `` That poor boy!!

She, too, is concerned with `` the becoming, the process of realization '', but she does not think in terms of subtle variations of spatial or temporal patterns.

She has rarely been photographed with him and, except for Carl's seventy-fifth anniversary celebration in Chicago in 1953, she has not attended the dozens of banquets, functions, public appearances, and dinners honoring him -- all of this upon her insistence.

She opened the boxes with a tear in her eye and a sad smile on her face.

She ended her letter with the assurance that she considered his friendship for her daughter and herself to be an honor, from which she could not part `` without still more pain ''.

She was Ellen Aldridge, a widow of good repute who was employed by Gorton's wife and lived with the family.

She had to clean the glass on the display cases in the butcher shop, help her brother scrub the cutting tables with wire brushes, mop the floors, put down new sawdust on the floors and help check the outgoing orders.

She had been picked up by the Russians, questioned in connection with some pamphlets, sentenced to life imprisonment for espionage.

She gave me the names of some people who would surely help pay for the flowers and might even march up to the monument with me.

She had, with her own work-weary hands, put seeds in the ground, watched them sprout, bud, blossom, and get ready to bear.