Word: coatings
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...station and booked him for deportation to Italy because he had been twice convicted of crimes involving moral turpitude. He was allowed 90 days freedom if he could raise $1,000 bail. Expecting his wife Rose to bring the bail at any moment, he refused to take off his coat and hat, refused to eat lunch. His next meal, he insisted, was going to be chicken with rice, and he was going to spend the night with his wife at Boston's best hotel. When she failed to appear with the bail he declared: "It is nothing...
Spotless as alabaster statues were the greyhound Lilly of Devoir and the big French poodle Nunsoe Duc de la Terrace. The tight white coat of the wire-haired fox terrier Flornell Spicy Bit of Halleston was hound-marked with tan; the silky white of the pointer Benson of Crombie marked with liver. Snowflake, the Old English sheepdog, looked like a fresh snow drift blanketed with fine blue-grey ash. Only the Pekingese Wu Foo of Kingswere showed no white in its tawny-red fluff. The final judging lasted 20 minutes. Dr. Jarrett watched the six prize-winners as they circled...
...explain which among a hundred fine-drawn points of form and carriage has made him place one perfect purebred above all others. But Judge Jarrett last week departed from custom to comment on his choice: "This is a wonderful fox terrier of the correct size, shown in good coat, put down well and splendidly handled. In fact, she won comfortably...
Late one night last week workmen wheeled a fleet of wheelbarrows into the RCA Building lobby, set a movable scaffold against the wall. It was no trick to get off the covering coat of cream-colored canvas. But Rivera's mural, like all true fresco, had been painted into a coat of plaster. The workmen tried to get it off in big chunks, save as much as they could. But they claimed later that once broken, the great fresco crumbled into powder which was wheeled out of the lobby to oblivion. Speedily the workmen slapped a fresh coat...
...desks, which lacks two drawers, sits a dreary-looking little man with keen eyes, thinning blond hair, deep lines around his mouth. He wears a grey alpaca office coat. He is Arthur Francis Corrigan, 44, "boss" of the press room and dean of legmen in The Times Square and Hell's Kitchen districts. Last week the press room boys gave "the boss" a party because he had just rounded out 20 years on the job, ten of them at West Side Court. A magistrate was toastmaster, two others made speeches. Six deputy district attorneys, many a police inspector, dozens...