Word: chauffeur
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...California in 1915 because he yearned for money, fame, pretty girls and fun. He was a husky, handsome, good-natured youth with wavy platinum hair, and he hoped the motion-picture business would provide all. It did. He married a Boston heiress, whom he met while toiling as the chauffeur of a for-hire car; when divorce ended the union a year and a half later, he had accumulated such a handsome wardrobe that Producer Cecil B. DeMille personally gave him a job -at $30 a week...
...when an assassin shot at Roosevelt while he was in Miami, and killed Chicago's Mayor Anton Cermak instead, F.D.R. supplied an eyewitness account: "I heard what I thought was a firecracker; then several more ... I looked around and saw Mayor Cermak doubled up ... I called to the chauffeur to stop ... I motioned to have [Cermak] put in the back of the car ... I put my left arm around him and .my hand on his pulse, but I couldn't find any pulse. He slumped forward . . . That trip to the hospital seemed 30 miles long ... I said...
Idiot's Delight. The triple-headed chauffeur (a creature with strains of Martian blood) who transported Li'l Abner from Earth to El Passionato in a flying saucer furnished Capp with a straight man for some fine Panglossian dialectic. After taking a certain amount of triple-headed needling, Li'l Abner cries: "Yo' claims us earth-folks is in th' Idiot Era. Wal-ef we is sech IDIOTS, HOW could we whomp up [pointing earthward] a factory like THET...
...specialities on which he had concentrated in 25 years of foreign service at consulates in Mukden, Tientsin and Vladivostok. Outspoken Careerman Ward was outspokenly disgruntled. He had not even been officially informed of his appointment, he grumbled. "For all I know," he said "I might be going as first chauffeur or telephone operator." Actually, he would be consul general...
...There was a rush . . . our torches illuminated the interior of the car - the bewildered face of the General, the chauffeur's terrified eyes . . . [The] chauffeur was reaching for his automatic, so I hit him across the head with my kosh [blackjack] . . . and George . . . dumped him on the road. I jumped in behind the steering-wheel, and . . . saw Paddy and Manoli dragging the General out of the opposite door. The old man was struggling with fury . . . shouting every curse under the sun . . . [We bundled] him into the back seat [and he] kept imploring, 'Where is my hat? Where...