Word: caped
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Hardy Mrs. Mollison. Current idols of British hero-worshippers are the flying bride-&-groom, James Allan Mollison and Amy Johnson Mollison. Both have made distinguished record flights, notably his London-Cape Town and his recent solo westward across the Atlantic (TIME, Aug. 29). Last week Britons went wild with delight when Mrs. Mollison beat her husband's Cape Town record by 10½ hours, making the flight from Lympne, on the Kent coast, in 4 days, 7 hr. It was an amazing exhibition of stamina. Flying a light Puss Moth named The Desert Cloud she landed only four times, caught three...
...Cherry Orchard" will be under the direction of Miss de Bank, who was for six years director of the Repertory Theatre in Cape Town. The play is scheduled for production on Friday and Saturday, December...
...hills were his two sons, lost. Behind him, horrified, was the St. Louis suburb of Brentwood, where he had long been respected as a manufacturer and a member of the school board. All around him was hostility. In Mississippi County waited a sheriff with an insanity warrant. In Cape Girardeau County waited 800 vigilantes determined that he should hunt no lions there. Over the rough roads of Scott County bounced the truck, stopping now and then while Hunter Wright begged shelter at a farm house. Always there was only one bed. "It's making me look like an inhuman...
Back to Commerce raced the reporters with the story of the lions' release, for the early editions. Newshawk Chesley won. Then he slipped back to the island accompanied by a deputy sheriff, a Cape Girardeau reporter and a boatman named Walter Wise. They landed on the island out of sight of Wright's party. Newshawk Chesley wanted to take some more pictures of the lions before the hunt began...
William Danforth, lately stopped from the Mikado's throne, strode about in the mock-gloom of a black cape and hat, hissing patter-songs between his teeth, or bellowing out a sinister line a quartertone flat, to make your blood run cold...