Word: chauffeured
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...were the gravediggers grave? Because they received $5 per day, wanted $42 per week. Because they also wanted recognition of their newly-formed Cemetery Workers' Union and reinstatement of its president, one Henry Dougherty, cemetery chauffeur, who had been ousted just before the strike...
William Fox, cineman, was hurrying out Long Island to keep golf appointment with Cinemen Adolph Zukor (Par-amount-Famous-Lasky) and Nicholas Schenck (Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer), and Cinemactor Thomas Meighan, when his Rolls-Royce collided with a car driven by a Miss Dorothy Kane, overturned, killed the Fox chauffeur, injured Cineman Fox badly. A blood transfusion (one pint) was administered...
This Is Heaven (United Artists). Anyone who likes the movies will like this trite, gentle little picture about an immigrant girl who falls in love with a rich man posing as a chauffeur. In the early episodes of their flirtation, and later, when love is frustrated temporarily by one of those misunderstandings based upon questioned chastity, you experience an atmosphere which has been for years the national atmosphere of the Cinema, but which is now being replaced by other, heartier, less elementary qualities of plot and treatment. Vilma Banky, who acts nicely, talks at times in a Hungarian accent...
...case. Last week the mystery was solved. Detective Tokuda of the Central Office discovered a gold ring and wrist watch belonging to one of the robbed houses in a pawn shop. Quickly he summoned a cordon of police, rushed at dawn into the home of Toyoshi Nakamura, a young chauffeur. Faced by scowling gendarmerie, Chauffeur Nakamura confessed all. His duties kept him busy from 5 p. m. until dawn, he said. He had robbed the geisha houses for money with which to attend dance halls and amuse himself in his spare time...
...Chauffeur Nakamura was incarcerated. Such joy reigned in Tokyo's Central Police Station that a banquet to Detective Tokuda was arranged. A long table was set up in the station house. Detective Tokuda, in a handsome grey kimono, sat at the head while smiling policemen and bespectacled detectives sat down to rice, pineapple and many a bottle of strong Japanese beer. Even the stern, shaven-headed Captain of Police condescended to drink a foaming glass or two to honor his subordinate...