Word: chair
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...week Unionist Frankensteen sat in a crowded Senate committee room in Washington, listening to testimony before the La Follette subcommittee investigating violations of civil liberties and labor rights. Suddenly he heard something that jerked him up with a funny feeling in his stomach's pit. In the witness chair sat a hard-faced, scar-lipped onetime Pinkerton detective named Daniel G. Ross, sales manager of an organization called Corporations Auxiliary Co. He was talking about Richard Frankensteen's 1935 vacation, and about his friend and his friend's "millionaire uncle." But he did not refer to them...
...shrewdest museum presidents in the U. S. An oldline Quaker, independently wealthy, his personal hobby is collecting Pennsylvania Dutch furniture and anecdotes. Friends say that for years he has carried on a private war with an old lady in Kansas who owns and refuses to sell a rare Windsor chair that matches one in his home. His favorite story is of a rival collector who bargained skillfully with a farmer for a fine bedstead, lost it when the farmer's wife said: "We haven't made any sauerkraut this year, just five barrels in case of sickness...
...William Travers Jerome versus vice and gambling, in 1905 Charles Evans Hughes versus insurance companies. Charles S. Whitman's sensational exposure of official corruption in his prosecution of Police Lieutenant Charles Becker for the murder of Gambler Herman Rosenthal in 1912 put Whitman in the Governor's chair. In 1930 Judge Samuel Seabury exposed the magistrates' courts and the next year started the disclosures which ran Mayor Jimmy Walker out of town. Despite these periodic spasms of civic indignation, crime marched on, burgeoning throughout the null into a new kind of super-crime, the racket, which...
...green light crept across the table and hit Alice right in the eyes. To make matters worse, the polished wood of the chair had turned to cast iron beneath her, and so she made her way over to the sofa, stretching herself out flat upon her stomach. This was much more comfortable. The blinding green light was quite far away now, which made it much more difficult to read. But she had been getting sleepy for ever so long now, with one page looking just like the next, so she didn't see that it at all mattered...
...Humph!" said the Red Queen, who had gone across the room and squeezed herself into an arm-chair, "No steel, indeed. There will always be thieves as long as there are governments. Why don't you read Lincoln Steffens instead of that silly little notebook? I don't see how you ever read those crazy marks on the pages anyhow...