Word: dusts
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...national anthem is stilled. Those sacks you see the natives carrying along the white roads on Sunday morning contain the coxcomb choir. They are going to the cockpits, where a knife, a flask of bitter liquor, volleys of cheers and curses, the chink of coin, the spurt of dust and blood -not always fowl blood-spell life's zest for the brown-skinned jibaro (peasant). Porto Rican poets hymn the sport as the essence of manhood and beauty...
Finally filled, the children sat in regurgitating placidity while prizes were awarded. William Dattner, 12, and Evelyn Williams, 13, received awards for having more freckles than any of the other little children. Eilene and Peggy Goeble, dressed like Gold Dust Twins, got prizes for the most original costume. When it came to choosing the fattest boy at the party, Jack Linder of 1340 Third Avenue* flopped up to the judges to claim...
...cloud of dust which is now swept about the Convention Hall at Kansas City on the wings of agrarian oratory whispers that the Middle West is not, for the seargeants-at-arms at least, the most fortuitous location for the Republican stronghold. Most of the candidates, it appears, are like so many tares scattered among the grain growers. And if the one hundred thousand embattled farmers which Governor McMullen intends to head in their frontal attack next week are not a battalion of Grim Reapers as far as the Hoover cause is concerned, they have in the bag, at least...
...bodies of the murdered in the Rue Morgue are long dust, but the problem of crime and its prevention lives on. Three contributions to criminology have appeared within the fortnight, important in that they light up the direction of progress, curious in that they show the President of the United States flouting the figures of his nation's experts...
...trouble. Suppressed by a middle-class father concerned only that the arid monotony of his existence, be undisturbed, guarded by her sickly sister, the village spinster who envied youth and health and beauty, Adrienne was starved for drama. She could but set the stage-parlor furniture to dust in the morning, geraniums to cut by the garden gate-and wait in vain for the hero. From an upper window she watched for him, a middle-aged neighbor. The sharp ledge cut into her arms, the heavy scent of summer flowers filled her with longing, but her neighbor kept to himself...