Word: bedlam
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...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 side of the Fort Victoria...
...howl loud enough to make a buyer or seller on the other side of the ring understand, they bent low and plunged for the round brass railing, elbowing each others stomachs, yelling "Seven-Jan-Santos!" or "Four-Dec-Rio!" Arms waved and fingers waggled. It was stark, raving business bedlam-the biggest, blackest, wildest day in years on the New York Coffee & Sugar Exchange...
...this novel enmeshed himself in the Bohemian bedlam of Greenwich Village. There he met two women. Rita was a poetess, incandescent, fitful, tender. They read poetry in Rita's squalid little room until many dawns. But she did not return his love, and when she left the city he sought out Daisy...
...Glasgow, Scotland, the Students' Union was a bedlam. The air was filled with tobacco smoke, flying playing-cards, the words and music of a slightly ribald chant, "Oh, Aimee, dear Aimee, we all love you so!" Hung in the hall were signs: GOOD OLD WHISKEY! LADIES MAY SMOKE! SCOTCH WHISKEY IS GOOD FOR ALL COMPLEXIONS! Vitreous vessels, onetime containers of whiskey, stout, champagne, were in idle profusion-all dedicated to the embarrassment of Aimee Semple McPherson, notorious evangelist who inadvertently had chosen university election time to speak to the studentry. Pitifully, persistently she tried to make herself heard above...
...blind. And there is the trolley's long descending squeal, the trucks that shift gears explosively and use rocket propulsion, the milkmen that talk shop. Then, through the hazy doze that comes with dawn, comes the sound of a bell that is rung. It has been truly said! When bedlam comes in at the winodw, sentiment flies out by the door...