Word: bedded
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Tramp Abroad he calls this nude "the foulest, the vilest, the obscenest picture the world possesses. ... It isn't that she is naked and stretched out on a bed-no, it is the attitude of one of her arms and hand. If I ventured to describe that attitude, there would be a fine howl. ... I saw young girls stealing furtive glances at her; I saw young men gaze long and absorbedly at her; I saw aged, infirm men hang upon her charms with a pathetic interest...
...rail to replace a rotten cross-tie, and run over and killed. The company sent his body home that evening, when the rest of the workers got off at five o'clock, and Cora did not know what to do. After she had put the children' to bed, she went out and walked down the street until she met a policeman. She told him what had happened to Hugh, and he said he would have the body taken away early the next morning. She went back home and looked at Hugh, but she could not notice any difference...
After a full hour of this, Premier Flandin stepped from the rostrum, walked slowly from the Chamber, slumped in a faint in the corridor outside. He was hustled home, put to bed. Not for many hours did he learn that his entire speech had been in vain. Paunchy little Edouard Herriot, leader of the Radical Socialists, had leaped in to plead the government's case until long past midnight. It did not change a vote. The Flandin Cabinet was voted...
...prime sales talk to prospective passengers was that its trains had been equipped with Westinghouse Air Brakes. . . . The Union Pacific boasted "one pure passenger train a day" out of Omaha, for San Francisco four days away. . . . Chicago, Rock Island & Pacific ("Safe-Reliable-Elegant") advertised that "its road bed is simply perfect and its track is laid with steel rails"; its Pullman Palace Sleeping Cars "lighted by Pintsch Gas." . . . Southern Pacific, in 1899, assured magazine readers that "a Personal Conductor and Porter go through with...
...Brooklyn, Joseph Shipulo, 53, a retired carriage maker, whispered to his parish priest, "I can't wake my wife. She has been asleep for two weeks. In the morning I can't wake her. When I come home she has not moved. When I get into bed she feels cold. I feel strange about it. Will you see what...