Word: bursting
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Messrs. Sacco & Vanzetti and some press representatives called at a small house in Torre Maggiore, Italy. An old man, Michele Sacco, had been sitting motionless in a corner of this house for days. A younger man, Sabino Sacco, met the early visitors at the door, scanned their faces, burst into tears, fled to his father. The old man stiffened, screamed, fell back muttering maledictions. "They have killed my innocent son," he babbled...
...right of him with a fiendish grin on his face. ... He leaped, literally leaped, to the switchboard. . . . The switch went in. ... Sacco's hands . . . doubled into a knot. The veins in his long, thin, white hands began to rise and kept on rising until I thought they would burst and drench all of us with blood. . . . Sacco's neck was swelling to a huge inhuman size. . . . The saliva was literally pouring out of his mouth. . . . Try to compare 1,000 degrees Fahrenheit* [the temperature of the death shock] with 100 degrees in the shade when you complain of the heat...
Stories. Paris newspapers burst out with hospitable salvos at once. One story that made a deep im pression told of a legionary whose first act was to ask for the next train to Baccarat. "Why go there?" he was asked. "I was nursed," he answered, "by a poor French family there, and I've got 10,000 francs for them, and can't wait to get it into their hands." Other stories described the emo tional reunions of French mothers with daughters and sons-in-law who had made them grandmothers of small Americans up to ten years...
...London, Mayor Walker slipped in and out of his hotel without fuss, cocked his white straw "skimmer" at an acute angle and exhibited a burst of U. S. energy. He went through a mock arrest, telling Sir John Knill, the acting Lord Mayor, "It's the sword makes me own up, my Lord." He dashed to luncheons, teas, handshakings; tried out the Lord Mayor's chair, a chipper urchin among greybeards; rattled questions about London slums and busses; missed his dinner; clapped at the theatre; consoled Mrs. Walker for losing her largest trunk. He startled his Manhattan subordinates...
BLUE VOYAGE-Conrad Aiken- Scribners ($2.50). Whatever the "new" psychology may or may not have done for morals, it has certainly burst the literary levees that used to confine the novel to its streambed. Conrad Aiken, long an escapist poet, is now able to over-flow the way Poet James Joyce did in Ulysses, with a whirling deluge of internal experience flooding in the general direction of a narrative. Less turbulent than Poet Joyce, Poet Aiken produces a flood less bewildering than Ulysses but quite as impressive. The narrative of Blue Voyage is simply that William Demarest, young...