Word: doored
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...excellent talking terms at the White House, Louis Johnson had a neat if ambiguous understanding with Franklin Roosevelt. From the day that he took over his pleasant office in the State, War & Navy Building next door to No. 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, the Department's No. 2 Man has virtually been No. 1 because he was promised that he would be very shortly. When army officers stationed in Washington say "The Secretary" they usually mean not Secretary of War Woodring but Assistant Secretary Johnson...
When the plane taxied to the O. J. Whitney hangar at Floyd Bennett Field, a ladder was carried to the cabin door, but no one emerged. The doorhandle wiggled, police tugged from outside, but the door stayed shut. Said a bystander: "Now they'll have to go back to Germany and get the key." Finally the door popped open. Brisk Captain Alfred Henke emerged, said: "We've been sitting down for more than 24 hours. Now we want to stand up and get rested...
...gardener threw out everything except onion seed, because he didn't like lettuce and such stuff. When a houseboy was married, they were put to much bother to provide a special room, because young Mohammed didn't want the customary wedding-night snoopers hanging around his door. One servant had a mania for jabbing people with forks. Household provisions disappeared as by magic. When a discharged servant was told he had been satisfactory only the first six months, he insisted on references to cover that period. When the servant problem got bad enough, Ruth and Helen really came...
...Daniel Hurson Cut Stone Co. of Washington, D. C., put a sign on the door of the safe: "To whom it may concern: there is no money in this safe, only some papers of no value to any one. Please do not break open." Last week a thief broke into Hurson's store, grinned at the sign, cracked the safe, found it as empty as Mother Hubbard's cupboard...
...startled the Exchange first by leaving the door of his tawny-paneled office open to anyone who wanted to see him-a change from the days when Richard Whitney sat there in regal isolation. He irked crusty conservatives by letting photographers attend his first board meeting and also take pictures on the floor during trading hours. But chiefly he astonishes his broker associates by eating at the Automat, living at the Yale Club, spurning an automobile as too expensive, preferring to study or sit in a theatre balcony to splurging at some swank Long Island resort...