Word: docks
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...last, long overdue, Penguin rumbled up to North Star's, Boston dock. There was still one ticklish job left-getting Penguin aboard. Since the monster was too big for its berth, ten feet of its tail had to be amputated with acetylene torches. Then, when the tide lifted the motorship's foredeck level with the dock, the cumbersome creature was rolled aboard on a specially built platform, lashed down...
...sitting up there in those balloons." . . . The most succulent rumor I heard the other day was that seven U-boats had given themselves up and were landed on the beach at Weymouth. Why on the beach, God knows ! If they had given themselves up they would presumably be in dock somewhere...
...island's small oil docks and ammunition dumps were clapped under guard. Veterans of World War I were given guard detail until one fell asleep at his post (oil dock) while smoking a cigaret, which dropped and caused a big grass fire. Veterans also showed a regrettable tendency to detour their sentry beats to nearby bars: the orderly officer, making his rounds one evening, found the ammunition dump completely deserted and reproachfully wrote his name all over the walls before the sentries reappeared...
...Curley Bodde Hutton. Meanwhile, back to the U. S. for a home-made divorce came Daughter Barbara and her son Lance, whose ship companions included legally separated Husband Court Haugwitz-Reventlow and Barbara's rumored choice for a third husband, Robert Sweeny, amateur golfer & investment broker. On the dock Countess Barbara was greeted by pickets of Woolworth stores from the C. I. O. United Retail and Wholesale Employes of America, bearing such signs as "Babs, we live on $15.60 a week. Could you?" "Babs flees Europe for peace. What about peace for the union?" Piqued, Barbara said: "Welcome home...
...land given to the peasants. Earle was in lots of air-raids. "My most scary moment," he says, "was the night we spent on the 'Washington' at Le Havre before sailing. We noticed that afternoon that about 100 yards from where the boat was lying on the dock, there was a small island with about 100 large oil tanks on it. One well aimed bomb would have finished...