Word: guard
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...these thousands of raw recruits in his labor movement. It took Martin & Frankensteen twelve hours of driving, explaining, arguing, but finally, with bands playing and flags flying, out they all marched from the Dodge, De Soto and seven other Chrysler plants. And in marched State troopers to guard Chrysler Corp.'s property until the truce should produce a treaty...
...want one. The seven Negro wet nurses who sat down for 10? per oz. in Chicago (see cut p. 12) had never heard of John L. Lewis, replied to questioners: "Y'all must mean Joe Louis." In Ionia, demanding back pay, members of the Michigan National Guard who had policed Flint during the General Motors Sit-Down, planted themselves on their armory steps, refused to budge until their captain handed them each a $5 bill from the troop's athletic fund. When his 40 employes sat down, President Louis N. Kapp of Chicago's Comet Model Airplane...
...downers, armed with meat hooks and cleavers, in the Newton Packing Co. plant, the sheriff figured he would need 600 deputies. In the same ratio, an army of 36,000 would be required to overcome the Chrysler sitters. Harmless were the big manifolds which, mocking the National Guard one-pounders wheeled out for the G. M. strike, they set up to look like cannon (see cut). Far from innocuous were the clubs and blackjacks with which they had armed themselves, the great iron bins lined three deep inside plant gates, filled with such missiles as bolts, pipe joints, grenade-sized...
...Providence, the proud old Journal (circulation, 44,000) and its evening running mate, the Bulletin (circulation, 98-663), are two rear-guard Republican sheets in a Democratic State. Major owners of the two papers are the dignified, prosperous Metcalf brothers, textile tycoons long listed among the big potentates of small Rhode Island. Last week, the Metcalfs suddenly found themselves standing by to repel journalistic boarders...
...March 18, as usual, an advance guard of several hundred swallows winged in from the ocean, circled the Mission, flew back to sea. Happy at that yearly signal were the Mission brothers engaged in digging and watering a big mudhole from which the birds would draw material to repair their hard-baked, saucer-shaped nests. Next dawn a crowd gathered on the Mission grounds, all eyes peering out to sea. Sure enough, sharp at 5:56 a. m., 40 minutes after sunrise, a lowering cloud appeared on the horizon, grew bigger and bigger until it all but blotted...