Word: clustering
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Years pass when no man can conquer and bestride "The Old Hag of the Alps"-the Matterhorn. Humpbacked, she towers, and her hump is a jagged ridge from which many have slithered down to death. About her hungry lightning tongues lick often, winds howl, and evil legends cluster grim and hoar. Sometimes, when a climbing-hatchet slips and sickening pebbles roll, it seems that the Hag chuckles...
...plaza is a great number of public letter-writers, called by the odd name of 'evangelists,' sitting under the arcade along one side. These gentlemen do not write with the pen, however, as do their fellows in other illiterate countries, but with typewriters. Around their desks cluster little groups of picturesque peones in cinema costumes-huge hats and white shirts, usually with the Mexican eagle and serpent embroidered on the bosom-and armed to the teeth. I wanted a photograph of one of these groups, but the 'evangelist' promptly stopped me. The laws in Mexico today...
...Jungle stretches southwest out of the business section. Here are factories, dirty alleys, frame hovels and a population of Negroes and foreign-born toilers who cluster at eventide in Greek restaurants and poolrooms. Here, for 25 years, Jumbo Crowley held sway, sending his cosmopolitan children to the polls to vote as he thought best; dispensing protection, advice or instructions, to henchmen in whose doings he never was implicated-until lately, when he was arrested for directing certain alcohol operations, and since when- they say-he has completely reformed...
Monk shook his head. Grave with a hidden purpose, he bent and whispered something. There was a tight cluster of wooled heads; every one was in the secret save toddling little Nathan, too young to comprehend...
...choppy little waves at twelve knots slipped a submarine, perhaps six feet of her hull above the surface. The Commander, Lieutenant Dobson, strolled across the bridge, thinking perhaps of nothing more weighty than a party a few nights before in New London. Through the speckled gleam of the tiny cluster of ship lights around the conning tower, sparks glowed along the deck, where seamen smoked their customary cigarette before going below...