Word: along
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...suddenly stopped broadcasting and the air was filled with SOS calls. While radio listeners wondered what the silence might portend, there was administered in the outer reaches of New York Harbor what might be called perfect disaster treatment. It began when passengers on the British steamship Fort Victoria, inching along in the soupy mist toward Bermuda, heard the bedlam of fog warnings, the fierce, hoarse blasts of a whistle which seemed altogether too near. Then the prow of the Clyde liner Algonquin, outbound for Galveston, loomed out of the murk and buried itself with a mountainous thrust in the port...
Emboldened by Manchurian quiet, T. Leonard Lilliestrom, U. S. Vice Consul at Harbin, organized an international train to pass along the Chinese Eastern Railway, investigate conditions in the area of Sino-Russian dispute. The consuls of Britain, Japan, France and Germany climbed aboard...
...hair had turned gray. When their progeny grew up and left home. Grandma and Dan'l began to go places and do things: "in '93, like everybody else," they went to the World's Fair in Chicago. But Dan'l was getting along. He had a stroke, then another; soon he was almost helpless. Grandma Brown used to wash his feet for him. "But he would say to me, 'I hate to have you wash my feet.' And I would answer, 'Why, that's according to the contract...
...Albertine took lovers, but was circumspect. Regina had a good job as superintendent of a Washington hospital: she got the morphine habit. No one knew how or where she died. Rella was a farmer's daughter, and just the right age. When her literary uncle-by-marriage came along, she fell in love with him, but his wife got him away in time. A Manhattan actress, Ernestine took life a little too fast. When she thought she had had enough, she turned on the gas. Rona was making a good thing out of a stenographic agency, but left...
...Pilots. Martin Jensen, second prize Dole Pacific flyer, and Bartlett Stephens, acting superintendent of the San Francisco Municipal Airport, started a short hop at San Francisco. Down the runway roared their plane. She crow hopped along, got up in the air, fell off on a wing. Jensen, scared, hauled her back to level. He remarked gently on his friend's handling of the ship. Stephens, aggrieved, had been thinking the same thing. Each had thought the other was piloting...