Word: barrelful
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Wahl, an anemic patient at the Greenpoint Hospital, L. I., a husky blood-seller was conducted, introduced, and told to roll up his sleeve. Through a hollow needle, a doctor then connected a tube with a vein in his arm. The tube led up to a barrel-shaped cylinder about an inch high from which on the other side a similar tube stretched to prick the chilly flesh of poor Mae Wahl. The doctor turned a switch and a plunger began to work in the cylinder. On the down stroke it sucked blood out of the veins of the seller...
...funniest place on earth, a playground for old and young," so its owners describe Steeplechase Pier at Atlantic City where one may have his hat blown off, his skirts blown up, ride on a merry-go-round, walk through a revolving barrel, slide down a chute into a wooden bowl, or scare his wits out of himself by a ride on a roller coaster?all by paying a modest admission fee of 50c. Strangely enough over the great amusement hall is built an apartment where the owners of the entertainment dwell, and where they have a little window where they...
Last week if they were looking down they must have seen 400 grave gentlemen in black proceeding in dignity past the revolving barrel and into the dance hall adjoining. The dance hall was fitted out with chairs, and there before the grave gentlemen, William Green called to order the 45th annual convention of the American Federation of Labor...
...acres in Aroostook were planted to potatoes, compared with 100,000 this year. Production per acre will not, experts declare, quite equal that of 1924. The very large 1924 potato crop served to reduce prices sharply, and the vegetable sold as low as 75? to $1.00 a barrel. At present, under prospects of a smaller supply, the price has jumped to $2.25, with predictions of $2.50 to $3.00 later in the season...
...Manhattan in the kitchen of a restaurant, one Ho Kee, a cook, was mixing curry. A slight noise made him glance behind him; a face like a soiled lemon wafer leered at him from the shadow of a barrel; a roaring flash filled the kitchen. The shot that killed him scorched his apron; he was buried with a .38 calibre revolver in his right hand that he might be equipped to revenge his murder in the next world...