Search Details

Word: booth (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
Sort By: most recent first (reverse)


Usage:

...last week, Mickey visited his haberdashery on Sunset Strip, handled a piddling $7,500 in bets, and wound up at Sherry's, a nearby gin mill patronized by racketeers, movie stars, detectives and high-priced prostitutes. Mickey settled as always in Booth 12, which commands a view of all exits and entrances. One of his boys picked up a movie doll named "Dee" David, and brought her over. Just before 4 a.m. Mickey got ready to leave...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CALIFORNIA: Clay Pigeon | 8/1/1949 | See Source »

...Mexico's congressional election day last week, one enterprising politician hung official-looking posters outside his house, set up a booth inside, got two unsuspecting policemen to stand guard while neighbors lined up to vote. By the time his game was discovered that afternoon, the phony booth contained stacks of ballots that had to be discarded...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MEXICO: Bloodless Balloting | 7/18/1949 | See Source »

Near the royal palace, septuagenarian Queen Mother Elisabeth approached a voting booth. For a moment she fumbled for her glasses in her handbag. Housemaid Juliette Deemes shouted: "Let Leopold come back and get a good kick in the backside!" From indignant bystanders rose countercries "Vive la Reine...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BELGIUM: The Royal Question | 7/4/1949 | See Source »

Four Men at a Booth. After that, for a while, the gorillas lay low. They were on the prowl one hot afternoon last week when Willie Lurye went into the ground-floor lobby of a Chinatown loft to make a phone call. Traffic was heavy in the building and nobody noticed anything wrong until the man at the cigar stand saw Willie come out of the booth, walk with painful erectness toward the door, call out "Tony" in a strangled voice. Tony was Tony Milletti, another organizer...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: LABOR: Funeral for Willie | 5/23/1949 | See Source »

Blood spread in a widening stain across the front of Willie's shirt, and ran between the fingers clutched to his belly. In the telephone booth he had been worked over by three men and stabbed. The three hoodlums had raced out of the building, fought off Milletti and got away. At the hospital, Willie's wife, Beatrice, sat beside him until, around midnight, he was ready for the operating room. Then Willie managed a thin grin and said: "Why don't you put some lipstick on and quit crying? You better go home and take care...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: LABOR: Funeral for Willie | 5/23/1949 | See Source »

Previous | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | Next