Word: bus
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Colorado's Mesa Verde National Park fortnight ago Navajo Indians were giving a tribal fire dance. One interested spectator was a very tall, very thin man with bright deep-sunken eyes. Beside him stood the manager of a bus company. Suddenly the bus manager clapped his hand to his right side, groaned in agony, collapsed. The tall thin man had him removed to an emergency hospital nearby, tapped his abdomen, announced crisply: "Appendix. We'll have to operate at once. Not a moment to lose...
...bus manager was made ready on the operating table while the tall thin man whipped off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, put on a surgeon's white robe. A quick deft incision and a few minutes later the tall thin man had excised the bus manager's ruptured appendix. Such was the first operation performed by tall, thin Dr. Ray Lyman Wilbur, brother of the Constitution sponsor (see p.11), since he became President Hoover's Secretary of the Interior...
...expected the carriers would ask, besides rate upping for long hauls, for sharp cuts on short hauls where they compete directly with motor trucks. So desperate is the railroads' fight against bus & truck competition that fortnight ago before the I. C. C., Reading Co. made a horrid example of its own motorbus subsidiary as a beneficiary of undertaxation...
...life of every parish in England. Since there is a deficiency of some 1,100 clergymen in the Church, there must soon be redistribution of vicars and curates (their assistants) and an amalgamation of many parishes which are at present thinly populated. Some congregations might be transported by bus to and from distant churches. Some curates might be obliged to scurry here & there by motorcycle in order to care for their several flocks. And it is not inconceivable that radio-hook-ups will be instituted to provide clergy-less congregations with their services. Said the Daily Mail: "The country squire...
...streets of Dover, N. J., were wet with rain one afternoon last week. An expensive coupe rolled up the main street, parked impudently in a bus stop. A woman got out, went into a drug store. The man who was driving saw rain-caped Policeman Charles E. Ripley come over to him, but did not notice the concealed interest with which the officer observed his license plate-V-2880. "Don't you know you're parking in a bus stop?" Policeman Ripley began pleasantly. Then, before the driver had time to reach the two revolvers in his pockets...