Word: beds
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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First they shot and killed the Chinese wireless operator as he slept in his bunk. Next Captain Vikhmann and the first mate's wife were murdered in his bed. Aroused by the shots, Mate Azariev rushed up from below decks, crumpled beneath a hail of Mauser bullets. To show precisely where everyone stood, Captain Taudien & friends then shot six unresisting members of the Chinese crew, two of whom were killed as they slept...
Only hunting cheetah in the U. S., the Donahue cheetah has no name, sleeps on his owner's bed or in a kennel. Last week, after helping publicize the dog show, the cheetah failed to return to its normal function, that of publicizing Woolworth Donahue. Instead, left to its own devices in the Donahue boathouse at Palm Beach, it quickly ran away...
When Harvard students, as representatives of a sex noted for their lack of concern for domestic matters, vociferously protest the condition of their rooms. It is time to sit up and take notice. When a bed feels like a corrugated tin roof, when dust covers every object and piles high in neglected corners, irritation reaches a fever pitch. No blame can be attached to the goodies, they do remarkably well considering their human limitations. Rushing about the room, duster and mep in hand, with the speed of an express train is the only possible way for a goodie to clean...
...when the peasants rolled the cook in the barrel. The peasants shouted their delight but the music had reason and a sure, compelling rhythm. When the father-in-law caught Katerina wrestling, the horns were again cruelly loud and foreboding. As she climbed the stairs and settled herself in bed, Narrator Hale described her as seeing "visions of the mating beasts and birds. . . . Even the wind bending the tree to its will is a lover, alive, insistent...
Meanwhile at Gloversville, at Utica and at other communities of New York's Mohawk Valley, topers swigged the best liquor they could afford. Louis Bondsman & wife eventually went to their Gloversville bed. Cramps woke Bondsman up. He could not rouse his wife to help him for she was dead. He got out of bed and into the cold street where a policeman found him shuffling along, weeping: ""I'll be dead. I'll be dead'. I'll be dead. . . ." He died in an ambulance...