Word: flushes
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...White Plains, N. Y., David Cornell was playing penny ante poker, filled an inside royal flush (perfect poker hand: ace, king, queen, jack, ten of the same suit). His hand trembled, his opponents dropped out, he won 37?. Unnerved, he went home, was stricken with acute indigestion. Doctor's bill...
...became president of Richfield. The roots of Richfield's troubles lie in the speed with which it expanded. Sales in 1927 were $38,000,000. In 1928 they jumped to $52,000,000. In 1929 a record of $83,000,000 was registered. Growing out of a flush pool (newly opened) in California, Richfield spread service stations far and wide, was a leader in the mad race for gallonage. No territory was considered too competitive for invasion, and early in 1929 Richfield entered New York-New England. Although smaller producers were bought, Richfield could not keep up with...
Twice the doughty Joffre rallied. To the amazement of physicians, a flush of color mounted to the soldier's chalky cheeks. He even took a little food and mineral water, and replied to questions with an apparently understanding "Oui." But the few who were allowed to visit him refused to be buoyed by hope. They could but quote the doctors: "The Marshal is still fighting. His resistance is astonishing...
...Flush and fiery Arthur Mahraun, 39, a Prussian infantry captain in the War, formed an organization in 1919 known as the Young German Order. Its purpose: to fight Bolshevism in Germany. The failure of the Kapp putsch (revolution) of 1920 put Prussian militarists in temporary bad odor. The Young German Order expanded as a great war veteran's organization, forgot the Bolshevists, concentrated on Germany's ancient enemies: France and Poland. In 1921 red-cheeked Capt. Mahraun was busy shooting Poles in upper Silesia. Few years ago, like St. Francis of Assisi he saw a great light, reformed...
...evening good Coblenzers jammed the Deutsches Eck again. Hoarse with jubilation and flush with beer they stared upward at floodlighted Fortress Ehren-breitstein, went "Aaah!" as rockets and bombshells burst in pyrotechnic brilliance. After the performance busy police turned thousands from the main road home, directed them to a narrow swaying pontoon bridge between Deutsches Eck and the mainland. Came a harplike twanging of strained metal, the bridge lurched, settled in the water. Children screamed, whimpered. Before morning 40 bluish stiff bodies were fished from the yellow waters. Six-year-old Raymond Lawler of Akron. Ohio, went...