Word: fishermen
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...elderly fisherman guiding a schooner through a heavy sea) is famed among trademarks. And its president is known to the industry as a good man to have at any wheel. He is Thomas James Carroll, 64, whose life has been close to that of Gloucester and its fishermen. His father, an Irish sea-captain, settled in Gloucester as a fisherman. His vessel was lost with all hands. When "Tom Carroll" was ii his brother's schooner also went down with all hands in a terrific storm off the Georges Banks that took 140 lives from the fleet...
...delicate job. At 22 Tom Carroll was made foreman of this department and, seven years later, a member of the firm. He distinguished himself by his handling of labor problems, especially in the general strike of 1902 (Gloucester's first) and the 1918 strike of the fishermen against their captains...
...were cancelled and fish dropped. The company reported a big loss and its bankers shoved out Gen eral Manager Carroll, replacing him with efficiency experts. With a sad expression on his face he hung around the piers, re fused to go with any other company. Soon Gloucester's fishermen were slapping their thighs and squirting tobacco juice with relish at the goings-on in Gorton-Pew. The efficiency experts drew up a schedule of arrivals and departures for the fleet, overlooking the matter of tides, fogs, running seas. They even set the number of fish each vessel should return...
...Fishermen's Pluck...
Less like a novel than like a tale told by some not too ancient mariner. New Author Walmsley's book will enthrall the large audience due to come its way. It speaks of fishermen's lives at Bramblewick, a tiny hamlet on the English North Sea coast. Heroes of the tale are the Lunns, who keep a weather eye out for any new chance to catch a living that the varying sea affords, keep a jealous friendly eye on the size of their rivals', the Fosdyck's, hauls. Villains of the tale are the stormy, treacherous North...