Word: climbed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...conjured up by his memory, a bear come out of the woods and make for him. He ran. The bear followed. The cows scattered, uttering mild cries. At the other end of the field stood a pair of spindling spruces. Ranger Irons began to .climb. The bear climbed after him. Long claws reached out, divested him of a rubber boot; he was almost at the top of the tree. The claws reached out again; his leg was bleeding, his courage broken, his strength gone. Death, clumsy and terrible, with red eyes, groped after him along a veering limb. And then...
...fuselage. It was on the plains of Westbury and perhaps a thousand people stood about, shivering in overcoats. The morning was not so chilly, but they were excited. In a, few minutes this plane would rush down a long, specially built dirt runaway, lift into the air, skim, climb, circle and head off for the Atlantic, Newfoundland, Ireland, Paris...
...bandit leader, a slim dark-skinned Mexican Indian, approached with drawn revolver, shrilled: "Climb down! Get out into the road!" Soon deft bandit fingers caressed the fat wallets of Mr. Ruff and Mr. Zahler, found a check book and some small change on Mr. Rosenthal. Louts, the bandits searched intensively without finding Mrs. Zahler's jewels...
...Imperial Airways (British) liner bound out of Amsterdam for London was late, or would be if her pilot took time to climb aloft to his usual travel level. The big plane sped down the low Dutch coast. Some 80 miles past the Belgian border . . . Plud! ... a wild duck, hypnotized with fright, flew straight into a propeller of the roaring frame crossing its path. The liner had to descend. A message flashed to London brought a new propeller in a few hours by air. The passengers re-embarked and were treated to the first night flight ever made by an Imperial...
...over the way that he must go. Knowledge is as good as her word. She takes Everyman to Confession, and when he has scourged himself, brings him to Good Deeds who has won strength now to go along with him. He receives the sacrament, bequeathes his property, prepares to climb into his grave. Alas! Whereto may I truste? Beaute gothe fast awaye fro me. . . . Why, than ye wyll forsake me all! Swete Strengthe, tary a lytel space. . . . Why, Dyscrecyon, wyll ye forsake me? . . . O, all thynge fayleth, save God alone. Voices call to Everyman; out of the darkening air fall...