Word: give
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Calles after Escobar. "I give the revolution ten or 15 days more to live," said President Portes Gil in Mexico City. "Our troops will capture Torreon, and after that it will be just a chase...
...front-page story. In a new club Hostess Guinan continued to greet her friends with "Hello, Johnny" and her paying clients with "Hello, sucker."; Keeping her ebullience corsetable with a diet of broccoli and orange juice, she shouts "Pull up your water wings" whenever somebody upsets a bottle and "Give this little girl a hand" when her well disciplined revue girls perform. Recurring padlocks merely furnished publicity for the launching of new Guinan clubs. The current one is the Texas Guinan's Club Intime in 54th Street. Amiable, witty, sentimental, blonde, mercenary, she keeps her age a secret, crosses...
...Central Reformed Theological Seminary. Soon he was engaged in choral work and for two years he directed simultaneously the music of seven churches. Then in 1920 he founded the Dayton West minster Choir, first made up of factory men and women, but later, because workers could not give the time to satisfy the Williamson ideal, of people who, like himself, wished to devote their lives to church and choral music. Today the choir of the Westminster Presbyterian Church is preeminently a choral school where more than 100 men and women from 30 states have gathered for the three-year course...
...first saw Fortune racing from a village with the entire population thundering hotfooted in his wake. Cornered in a barn, Fortune delivered, gasping, a hell-and-damnation sermon which left not a member of his congregation unchastised. Afterward he explained to Dan'l that he had contracted to give six sermons, but finding only five at the bookstalls, he necessarily made off before the sixth. Sheer terror inspired the extemporaneous barnyard Jeremiad...
...marriage which Sophie contemplated as a cure to her restlessness. But the black-eyed prodigal, son of the village doctor, thundered past her white bride's house on swift racing horses and lured her. And Sophie, hesitating, wondering, hoping he might have the answer Lynn had failed to give, staggered out to him in the stormy night, escaped with him to the great outside. Yet even in the escaping she knew that some day she would come back to the white safety of Lynn and his house...