Word: escorting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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With an umbrella, two walking sticks and an escort of 15 newshawks, Novelist Herbert George Wells strode up & down the deck of the Bremen as she steamed into New York Harbor. "Did you know that Rasputin's daughter is on the boat?" asked a newshawk. Mr. Wells did not, wished he had. Off to the lounge scurried the newshawks to tell Maria Gregorievna Rasputin Solovief of the great man's disappointment. Said she, in German: "I am so sorry ... er ... who is he?" The daughter of Russia's "Mad Monk" Gregory Rasputin...
...picture was pretty. Military escort, solemn dirges, jaunty stopping soldiers paying a farewell tribute to a men of the nation, and finally the solemn salute, fired as the casket sank into earth. It will be something to make the spine tingle, something to expand many young chests and straighten many young shoulders. It will be nothing less than the great man deserves. But there will be a horrible jarring note to anyone who thinks. Mr. Holmes was a jurist, a man who made his mark on the world through the power and justice of his intellect, through hours of painful...
...morning after my arrival Curzon took his public departure, with troops lining the street and a full Viceroy's escort in attendance...
...Brock kept up his daily flying, made an air tour of the 48 states to foster better airports. An escort of nine Army planes accompanied him on the flight which rounded out his second straight year of a flight-a-day. In thick weather and thin he carried on, had many a close call, always came through. His health improved, his million-dollar-a-year eyeglass business prospered. Last week he ended his fifth year of daily flying with an aerial tour of Kansas and Missouri accompanied by 20 civilian and military planes...
...stroke of midnight a sleek black limousine rolled up to Annie's alley. Annie and her apples were whisked across town to the Waldorf-Astoria, escorted to a three-room suite. As a tip the bellboy received an apple. The bed was too soft, the nightgown too silky, the gold & rose furnishings too frightening to permit sleep. Annie paced the deep plush carpet. Next morning she climbed into bed for breakfast. The pressagents took her to a Fifth Avenue smartshop. Shrewdly she chose two black gowns, both very simple, very tasteful, very expensive. After lunch, to her great delight...