Word: drunks
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Near Bethany, La., Grafton Page, 30-year-old Negro, was stripped naked. His hands were bound to a bough above his head. He was beaten to death with pine knots. Such was his punishment for "molesting" 22-year-old Blanche Abram. While drunk he had forced her into his automobile, driven furiously, almost hit a truck. careened into a ditch, knocking the girl unconscious. Such were the facts, reported last week by officers of Caddo Parish, of a curious lynching-curious because not only Grafton Page but also Blanche Abram and all members of the lynching bee were Negroes...
...about to sail on the Aquitania for an international gathering. In a split second she appears in his cabin in her underclothes, gives him a mighty hug while press photographers do the rest. All this feverish by-play ends in a curious reconciliation scene. Eadie gets drunk. To sober her up, young T. R. Paige pops her under a shower, proposes for the second time...
Paris Interlude (MGM). The No. 2 heroine of this picture is a standard cut-out from all Hollywood's style sheets, the loyal girl friend. When in Paris Interlude, Julie (Madge Evans) gets drunk in a saloon, Cassie (Una Merkel) helps her home. When Julie's boy friend Sam (Otto Kruger) flies off for China, Cassie comforts her. When Sam has been reported dead, Cassie tells Julie's nicest suitor (Robert Young) how best to further his cause. True to cinema type, Cassie talks tough and, has no male associates of her own. That...
...Norristown, Pa., Mrs. Edward H. Le Boutillier told a court that her husband pursued a daily schedule of drinking. Starting at 6 a. m., he was drunk by midmorning, sober by lunch. The afternoon found him in his cups but by 6 p. m. he was back where he started. After dinner he began again, reaching a peak around bedtime. To a hospital for a year the judge sent Edward H. Le Boutillier...
...author of "Kisses," who submitted 27 other poems, cried out: As the powerful wind pushes the cliffs And polishes down the canyons, Tears from sage and greasewood Their sharp and bitter odor, Flings sand in fiendish figures-I-thrill! I am mad! I am here! Take me-wild-drunk with delight...