Word: cabin
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Miss Ishbel MacDonald, 24, buxom, serious, speaking with an even more pronounced Scotch burr than her father, accompanied him. Anxious, she conferred with Cunard officials who were unable to supply an outside cabin on the short notice given them. At that moment appeared Sir Joseph and Lady Duveen who offered their spacious outside cabin. Sir Joseph Duveen (Art Objects) was insistent. Yet soon a Cunard office boy rushed aboard with information that another suitable cabin had been canceled...
...Angeles, Calif., Capt. John Olson of the S. S. Quinalt eyed himself in his mirror, removed his $500 diamond stickpin, detached his necktie, laid them on the shelf over the basin, shaved. Soon he gave a shout, raced from his cabin dived overboard, swam to the Quinalt's scuppers, trod water, cupped his hands beneath the pouring stream of wastage. His anxious frown became a glad grin when the $500 diamond stickpin tumbled out and he caught...
...University is a Negro institution. Undaunted, the woman from Wisconsin entered Howard, studied with Negroes, received her diploma. In 1881 she was admitted to the District of Columbia bar. Last week in Washington many an organization assembled to honor Emma M. Gillett's memory. Born in a log cabin in Wisconsin in 1852 she was, at the time of her death (January, 1927), Dean of the co-educational Washington College of Law, the only U. S. law school directed by women, founded in 1896 by Miss Gillett and Mrs. Ellen Spencer Mussey. She had been a co-worker...
...might have been and done none of these things had not his pious mother knelt beside her log cabin in Trumbull County, Ohio...
...prayed loudly that God would send her boy a way of getting an education. The road past the McGuffey cabin was thickly carpeted with dust so that Mrs. McGuffey was not interrupted in her prayer by the hoofbeats of a horse that was approaching. Moreover, the dust so muffled the hoofbeats that the horseman, a clergyman who had just founded the Old Stone Academy, could distinctly hear every word Mrs. McGuffey said. Pausing long enough to understand thoroughly, he rode softly off to the next cabin, learned Mrs. McGuffey's name, rode back, answered her prayer...