Word: coate
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Norton, solid and bushy-browed, told the same story he told to the Greenfield police hurriedly summoned to his house on the night of May 25. He was just leaving his garage after driving his wife home from a church meeting when a man in a long coat appeared in the doorway, pointed a gun at him and said in a clear voice: "Norton, I want to talk to you." Mr. Norton ducked into his house and the man disappeared. But he had recognized a face and voice he had worked with for 22 years. "That man," said Mr. Norton...
...next; morning at his poultry farm at Alton, N. H., where he retired after the Speer inquest in 1934. He had spent the night of May 25 with his wife at the Eagle Hotel in Keene, N. H., 30 mi. from Greenfield. He had not worn a long coat that night and did not own one. District Attorney David Keedy called a Keene filling station proprietor to testify that Mr. Elder, wearing a coat "down to his calves," had bought eight gallons of gasoline from him at seven o'clock that night. He introduced an Eagle Hotel chambermaid...
...London, Heralds' College announced that new Earl Baldwin, formerly Prime Minister had chosen for his coat of arms the Latin motto "With the help of my God I leap over the wall," had further chosen as the supporters of his arms not the lion & unicorn but two white owls, symbolic of wisdom...
...committee to welcome home coming troops after the War. He soon became the city's official welcomer. For years no notable arrived in New York harbor-not Lindbergh, not Admiral Byrd nor Queen Marie of Roumania-without the press carrying pictures of Grover Whalen in frock coat and striped trousers, topper in hand, gardenia in buttonhole, steaming down the bay on the bridge of the municipal yacht Macom to extend the hospitality of the city...
Next to the politicians, the silk stocking group which usually supports Fusion candidates liked him least, for Mayor La-Guardia has not good manners. Short, swart and tousled, with a minimum of neck and a maximum of torso, he takes off his rumpled coat and leans back in his big office chair with his feet dangling a foot from the floor, no picture of municipal dignity. When he flies off the handle, as he frequently does, his voice grows shrill, he is likely to call almost anybody names, and whatever he doesn't like is "lousy...