Word: crossings
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...newest thing in combat tanks. Powered by a 12-cylinder Liberty motor, it rushed 62 m. p. h. down a road on eight hard-rubber tires. In 14 minutes it was converted into a caterpillar tractor, ready to hurtle its ten tons, its three-man crew, its full armament, cross-country nearly four times as fast as any tank similarly armored had moved before...
...them, sometimes it veered against them, drove the flames across firebreaks to lick at the nearest roofs. The gas mains burst in Mill Valley. The water supply dribbled out. Two pump engines were hustled to Cascade Canyon to drain an abandoned reservoir. Refugees clogged the roads. Red Cross stations sprang up to treat the injured, house the homeless...
...acquaintance, Helen Jacobs, 6-1, 6-2. Fifteen thousand people watched Miss Jacobs rush about the court, applauded with chilling politeness her brilliant recoveries. With no more enthusiasm did they greet the cold, feline accuracy of the Wills game. Helen Wills knows that the best Jacobs shot is a cross-court backhand. Rarely was Helen Jacobs able to use it. There was no drama as once there had been when Miss Wills, winning, was suddenly unnerved, defeated by the swarthy Suzanne Lenglen, who found new strength and boldness by drinking a glass of brandy. Helen Wills last week was simply...
...courteous gesture to Leif Ericsson's statue there, go across Canada to Cape Chidley at the northernmost tip of Labrador, skip over water but in sight of land to Cape Walsingham on Baffin Island, jump across Davis Strait to Mt. Evans, Greenland. From Mt. Evans they would cross the Greenland ice cap to Angmagsalik and then over water to Reykjavik, Iceland. From Iceland they would try for Bergen, Norway, stopping at the Faroe or Shetland islands if necessary, and from Bergen to Copenhagen to Berlin. Then they would fly back over the same route to Chicago...
Herr Schmeling was being cautious. His opponent's long left arm was flying over-head very frequently. Senor Uzcudun was clumsy. His nose is so flattened on his face that a punch on it makes him snort for breath like a prize hog. It seemed best to him to cross his big bony arms in front of his face to protect it from Schmeling's choppy thrusts, to bend over forward and try to butt Schmeling around to where he could be hit by a wild-swinging attack. After he found the range, Uzcudun thrashed often and heavily into Schmeling...