Word: channell
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...obviously overweight, a huge mealy fellow whose labored breathing spoke of too many days spent at an indoor occupation and whose coated ribs hinted at a diet that contained too many starches, Georges Michel, Paris baker, staggered onto the beach having beaten the world's record for channel swimming with a time of eleven hours five minutes. Stalking into a tiny bar in St. Margaret's he had his double whisky and talked about the trip. Champagne, he said, had helped him. He had felt a little seasick but that had passed. Then a cramp took hold...
Early one morning last week a fishing smack trailed by a rowboat -routine indications of a channel swimmer-appeared in St. Margaret's Bay, England. As they crept toward shore a little Frenchman, perhaps the swimmer's trainer, was seen gesticulating in the bow of the rowboat. He seemed afraid that his aspirant would fail in the last 200 yards and kept shouting, "Think of your mother. Think of your father. Think of your wife." The man in the water, who was thinking of a double whisky, swam sturdily...
Next day Mr. Mellon crossed the Channel, said to London newsgatherers: "I have some private business to transact in this country. My son is here and I have come to join...
...those forked animals from the land, a man. On board the U. S. S. Maryland, gobs spied the shark, saw him swing over to inspect, and follow at no great distance, their buddy, John Radowich of the Pacific battle fleet, who was trying to swim the 23-mile channel between the California mainland (Los Angeles) and Santa Catalina Island, in practice for a $25,000 marathon swim announced for the near future by William Wrigley Jr., gum man, chairman of the Santa Catalina Island Co. Swimmer Radowich saw the shark too, but paid no heed. He had enough to think...
...hours, stopping, of course, for sleep at night. On this excursion Clemington Corson, assistant superintendent of the U. S. S. Illinois, handled the oars of her rowboat. Later they were married, and now have two children. Last week it was Clemington Corson who rowed a dory across the English Channel in the van of his wife, who chatted with her in grey hours of the early morn ing, who fed her two pints of hot chocolate, four lumps of sugar, six crackers. He heard cheerleader Louis Timson's booming bass notes canter over the waves: "Oh, Millie! Oh, Millie...