Word: faces
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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policemen's lips were drawn, and they seemed intoxicated with tension. . . . Then it seemed like the blast of a whistle and all hell seemed to break loose. I went down, struck on the left side of my face." Blinded in one eye, he ran to a ditch. A tear-gas bomb exploded at his right, blinding him in the other eye. Stumbling on, he was picked up by some fleeing demonstrators in a car, then dragged out by police, who threw him in a patrol wagon...
Early Monday afternoon four Boy Scouts, part of a volunteer army which was scouring the countryside, stumbled into a deep gully about two miles back from the road in the Baldwin Hills. There in weeds as high as a man's head, her face pushed into the dirt, a clothesline tight around her cold little neck was the lifeless body of one of the girls, ravished and murdered. In the bushes a few yards away, similiarly strangled and raped, were the bodies of the others. As the horrible news of California's crime-of-the-year spread through...
First cinema appearance of "New Face" Parkyakarkus was in Strike Me Pink (1936), as Eddie Cantor's stooge. As freakish, though not so foolish, as his soubriquet, Parkyakarkus is really Harry Einstein, a onetime Boston advertising writer who, when his friends found his Greek dialect monologs at parties hilariously funny, decided to merchandise his specialty. Response to a few local broadcasts encouraged him to apply for a spot on the nationwide radio hour of Funnyman Cantor, whom he had met socially. From radio, he went to Hollywood. "Parkyakarkus" is an adaptation of the informal invitation with which Dr. Einstein...
...North Tarrytown, N. Y., was walking toward the school along a wooded stretch of road at nightfall one evening last week. Suddenly, from just over her head, she heard a weird, tremulous cry, half wail, half gibber. A hissing, feathered something struck her in the eye, raked her face with cruel talons. Frightened almost out of her wits, Mrs. Newell screamed and started to run. The screech owl followed her, clawed her again before flitting back to its tree. The laundress ran into the school, stammered out her story, was taken to a hospital and treated for eight lacerations...
...expression on Jaja's face when she faced Dorothy Round, who had outsteadied Mme Mathieu 6-4, 6-0 in the semifinals, made it unthinkable that she would fail to rise to this historic opportunity. Truer to feminine tennis tradition than to her somewhat unfeminine exterior, Jaja did the unthinkable. The match, as ragged a women's final as Wimbledon had seen since the War, proceeded as though each contestant, far below her best form, were trying to give points to the other. When it finally ended, Dorothy Round, champion in 1934, was champion again...