Word: cabined
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...plantation on the Red River-especially since Messenger was such a wonderful coachman and Crimp such a good cook. But when Crimp's baby came, and it was yellow, everybody knew the reason. Messenger wanted to kill Crimp, but instead he moved out of her cabin and took Grammy with him. Soon afterwards he went away on the "underground," trying to "make free." But it was the "blind underground"; a few days later he was found in a swamp with his head bashed in. Grammy grew up with a horror of "makin' free." And he liked the plantation...
...standards, they were poor whites-but not trash. Their simple life was as hard, as complicated, as any city folks' ; the same things happened to them, with less dis guise. Cean was the first to get married; she went only a few miles away, to Lonzo's cabin. It was a happy marriage, but they never once said they loved each other. To Lonzo that would have been like blasphemy, and Cean was too shy. Most of their many children lived. Once, when Lonzo was away on his annual trip to the coast, a panther got into...
What Mr. Ford proposed to do about it he kept strictly to himself all last week. He was on vacation in his 16-room, copper-roofed "cabin" (cost: $100,000) at the Huron Mountain Club in the wilds of northern Michigan on Lake Superior. Son Edsel was taking his ease at Seal Harbor, Maine. One day the elder Ford was driven in one of his V-8's 35 mi. to Marquette to telephone Edsel. He put the call through from a private room at the Northland Hotel. As he ambled out, newshawks swooped down...
Again bloodhounds were called out. Yelping mournfully, they led perspiring Czech police to the cabin of a notorious poacher, Max Epker, member of a Nazi trade union. When they got there the cabin was bare. Czech authorities had to content themselves with arresting eleven assorted Nazis and, like Austria, like Switzerland, doubling their frontier guards...
...plane in an automobile after its start up the runway, said later that he felt sure de Pinedo would stop after his overladen ship, reeling drunkenly under 1,030 gal. of gasoline, veered almost off the concrete as it got up to 80 m.p.h. But the man in the cabin was obsessed. He straightened the Santa Lucia and roared ahead. He lifted the tail...