Word: groanings
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...sleepy hamlet where he was born, Vag learned to love trains. The whole atmosphere of the town was railroadish. It was a division point on a large system, and the train-smell and train-noise filled the air constantly. Petit Vag used to watch the heavy freights groan out of the yards, shout defiance to nature and the elements, and attack the mountain grades--and many times his heart rode the cowcatcher of a mighty 16-driver Mallet engine, or nestled in the cupola of a caboose. Every night at 8.30 he lay in his bed and slept not until...
...hospital. There, for hours, the shocked mother and the wife (three months with child) faced the alternative of their man's death from a severed spinal cord and ruptured spine, or his recovery with life-long paralysis. Scooped, the Examiner's editors could only groan as the first editions of the Chronicle screamed the ill-fated stunt through San Francisco with a five-column front-page picture...
...when Yale's ace passer, Clint Frank, dropping back to throw, was tackled on Harvard's 35-yd. line. On the next play, Frank dropped back again and threw a long pass. Kelley raced down the field but caused the Yale stands to give an incredulous groan by just missing the ball. On third down, Frank passed again, this time from Harvard's 48-yd. line. Sprinting down the field, Kelley turned his head at the 10-yd. line and found the ball where it belonged, right above his shoulder. He tucked it under his arm, sprinted...
...worthy master of slaves, my tutor, sends me to sit in on lectures at the most ill-advised times of the day and night. A stop in the hall to glance at the morning paper and surprised to see the quarrelsome Republicans still flay our popular President. How they groan and tear their hair when they think that Mr. Roosevelt will lead the next Congress around by the ears, like a stable-boy at a Scotch tavern. And into my head march the jolly lines of those talented gentlemen, Messers. Gilbert & Sullivan...
...both occasions a gentleman relieves me of $1.10. I work out the equivalent of this in Australian pounds and inwardly groan. However, I'm inside and creep into my seat. A band (nothing like it in Australia) plays the same piece of music about eight times and then leaves the field to sun-dry folk who exhort the audience to cheer...