Word: doored
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Senator Long clapped his hand to his side, staggered down the corridor. Attracted by the crackle of gunfire, friends rushed forward, carried the wounded "Kingfish" out a rear door, put him into a car, started for Our Lady of the Lake Hospital. On the way Huey Long held his hand to his bleeding side, spoke only once: "I wonder...
...trick. Major Douglas supposedly knows it better than anyone else. Possession of this Great Secret has somewhat oppressed the Major, caused him to write : "We all know Mark Twain's story of the man who was imprisoned for 20 years and then walked out, having just discovered the door never had been locked, and some of us think it funny. I consider it a some what boring statement of fact. The world at large is in prison, shows many symptoms of dying in prison, and there is nothing whatever to prevent it from walking...
...Moines, visiting Iowa's Governor Clyde LaVerne Herring with their father, Curtis Bean Dall, Anna Eleanor ("Sistie") and Curtis Roosevelt ("Buzzie") Dall asked their host to help them do a trick. Governor Herring thrust his hand through the hinge crack of an open door, had a large glass of water placed between his fingers. Unable to pull his hand out without dropping the glass, Governor Herring held it for several minutes while the Dall children whooped & hollered with delight. Then the Governor's 5-year-old grandson took the glass from his flustered grandfather...
...took him up a hill to the octagonal, ornate Cathedral of St. Ghiorghis. He took off his wing-tipped sport shoes, padded into the gold-veiled sanctuary. Empress Waizeru Menen, who dearly loves the Christian solace of confession, and 70 plump brown Ethiopian ladies entered the Cathedral by another door. In concentric circles according to rank squatted court functionaries, deacons, laymen, foreign missionaries and U. S. Chargé d'Affaires Cornelius Engert. With rain beating monotonously outside, there arose the sound of bells and, from the sanctuary, the clash of cymbals and the jingle of sistra. Then began...
North over hard, dry hummocks of wasteland to Point Barrow. Alaska one night last week trotted a lone Eskimo. In three hours Clair Oakpeha covered 15 miles. Finally he stopped, exhausted, at the door of the U. S. Signal Corps station. Out stepped Sergeant Stanley Morgan...