Word: bog
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Hungarian paper Amerikai Magyar Nepszava, who questioned him in Hungarian, "They can't break me-I have seven lives." By week's end, when the newspapers had begun to build Gedeon up to look like another Bruno Richard Hauptmann and the police had begun to bog down before three more unsolved murders, up popped the discovery of Robert Irwin. A twice-committed mental hospital patient, 29-year-old Sculptor Irwin had once roomed with the Gedeons and was so abnormal about sex that he had tried to have himself emasculated. Learning that he had come to New York...
...spring come in, not to fly to tropical summer or to stretch out winter to the crack of doom. It's the time for a dash on the young colt through country lanes in Connecticut, for tramping over wet hills, bag over shoulder, pushing a golf ball from bog to bog, trap to trap, and every so often sinking a birdie. Time to rise with the dawn, and hark to the lark in the trees by the edge of the lake in the morning mist, and watch the forsythia push forth in glory. And for the evening there's time...
...author of The Gentle Savage is more candid, more skeptical, more modern. Artist Richard Wyndham, depressed by an English January, traveled to the Sudan by air, to the province of Bahr el Ghazal, commonly called "the Bog." His book is memorable for its 48 excellent photographs and for his direct writing about the ways of African whites and native women, about the two handsome models he bought, one for six cows, or approximately ?4. (He tried to hire them, but their parents could see no "difference between a model and a wife.") He writes well about native dances and about...
...awful!" exploded Flyer Merrill to a reporter who found him not speaking to Flyer Richman as they labored to pull their monoplane out of a Newfoundland bog. "We had enough gas to get to Atlanta. Why did we land here in the marsh? Ask Mr. Richman! He's the master mind here...
This week that intrepid transatlantic exhibitionist, Crooner Harry Richman, and his pilot. Dick Merrill, headed back across the ocean from England to the U. S., ran out of gas over Newfoundland, plopped into a bog with slight damages to plane and flyers. Few days before, two really important transatlantic flights had been accomplished with much more efficiency and much less ballyhoo by Germany's Lufthansa...