Word: fording
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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From an unwilling soldier-hero Bardamu became a determined malingerer, then a semi-mental case. After the War he drifted into a nightmare job in a remote trading post in French Colonial Africa, then to the U. S., where he cadged awhile in Manhattan, worked in the Ford factory in Detroit, lived in uneasy clover as a harlot's fancy man. Back in Paris, he finished medical school, practiced in a slum, got mixed up in an attempted murder, and ended as the unwilling locum tenens of a lunatic asylum. Daring Author Céline makes Bardamu tell...
...kick this way, some wave feebly in that, and others seem present in body only -- they simply stand there. Of the artists who disrobed at intervals in the program, perhaps the most alluring was Miss Joan Dare, but other members of the audience loudly held that Miss Nora (Hotcha) Ford outstripped them all. As for their vocal efforts at popular songs, one must confess that while those heard were sweet, those unheard were sweeter...
...portion of the public. It was about then that he bought a plane, learned to fly it, determined to make planes much cheaper than they then were. With the late Edward A. Stinson he began producing trimotored transport planes at such absurdly low prices that other manufacturers, including Henry Ford, found it prudent to retire from the field. It was to create a market for his planes that he started Century and Century Pacific airlines, made air travel popular by slashing fares to railroad levels. Slim, young-looking, with a muscular bulge in the jaw, Errett Cord presents a collegiate...
...Only Cord man on the Farley blacklist was R. C. Marshall, a division manager of American Airways, who was quietly detitled last week when American Airways was changed to American Airlines, in which Controller Cord does not appear as either officer or director. * Cord's natural comparative, Henry Ford, whose famed saying (often misquoted) was: "I don't know much about history, and I wouldn't give a nickel for all the history in the world. History is more or less bunk. . . . The only history that is worth a tinker's dam is the history...
...legitimate members after this. The other day they found themselves three men short just as they were about to journey forth on a trial spin. Three outsiders, who knew little or nothing about pulling an oar, were picked up and the eight started down the river toward the Ford Plant...