Word: drove
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...sighted a blue sedan scorching down the highway, gave chase, forced the speeders to stop. While he was arguing with the driver, another man and a woman got out of the automobile, poked pistols in his back. In the car they stripped, bound and wrapped him in a blanket, drove 50 miles to a spot near Bethlehem, Pa. where they dumped him out with his wrists bound, lips taped...
...Eastern State Penitentiary in Philadelphia. One morning last week he asked to be permitted to visit a dentist, was motored downtown by a guard named Guy Irving. Finding the dentist's curb occupied, amiable Guard Irving said he told the murderer to go into the office alone, drove on to park his car. When he returned, Boss Bruno was gone. Four hours passed before he reported the escape to the jail warden. Guard Irving explained that he had been searching Pottsville's business district for the prisoner. Outraged, Pennsylvania's Attorney General Charles J. Margiotti sped...
When Sir Murchison had departed, within a few minutes President Roosevelt followed him, went ashore in the local steamer Tobago, drove out to Government House. There after a few swizzles of excellent Trinidad rum, they shook their heads in private over Mrs. Simpson's triumph, ate a highly seasoned luncheon, motored for 25 miles through the countryside before the Indianapolis was ready to sail...
Dignified Prince Edward, after dining for a last time with his Queen Mother, new King George VI, the Duke of Gloucester and the Duke of Kent, drove last week at great speed through night and fog to Portsmouth, intending to embark on the Admiralty Yacht. At the last moment this plan was changed; the name of the yacht is the Enchantress. It was dignified to sail instead on the British destroyer Fury, and "His Grace, the Duke of Windsor"-as Prince Edward was created this week by King George VI-debarked at Boulogne into a private...
Sixty times in Canada's Buffalo National Park one day last week Assistant Game Warden Samuel Purshell raised his rifle, aimed, fired. At rundown 60 buffalo lay dead. Next day, as eleven herd riders drove more shaggy victims into the huge enclosure where he worked. Warden Purshell repeated his butchery. Progressing at the rate of 60 animals per day, his goal was 1,500 dead buffalo...