Word: guttering
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...felt better. At Mount Auburn Street he stopped, and with a flourish flipped his cigarette into the gutter. He turned into Mike's Club, dropped his bag and climbed onto a stool. "Chocolate frappe, please...
Joseph Rogon had been found, bruised, vacant-eyed and seriously ill, in a North Side gutter the night of Feb. 7. Whether he had been hit by a car or had just fallen down, no one now knew. He mumbled his name & address to police before they threw him into the holdover. Next day he was fined $50 for disorderly conduct. No one had attempted to notify his family. Unable to pay the fine, he was sent to the prison hospital. There he died. Still his family was not notified. What had happened to his body...
Ever since haggard, bitter Earl Browder had been dethroned as U.S. Communist boss last July, for deviation from the party line, he has been the Party's No. i anathema. A withering pamphlet entitled "The Path of a Renegade" relegated him to the "gutter of history," denounced him as a lackey of Big Business. Cried the pamphlet: "Browder fostered . . . the fiction that there exists somewhere, some international Communist tribunal that determines policy for our Party, that our Party is not a fully independent Party of the American working class." In his weekly typewritten "Distributors Guide-A Service for Policy...
...close to Edward Roscoe Murrow. Three times, bombs destroyed his London CBS offices. The day after he moved into office No. 4, another raid gutted the synagogue across the street. He flew 20 sorties with U.S. and British pilots, sailed the Channel on a minesweeper, lay in a London gutter to broadcast the sound of an air raid. This week, after nine years in England, Ed Murrow was off to the U.S. for good. But before he left, he spoke an eloquent "Farewell and Hail" over...
...leisurely, almost casual, seemingly unimpressed with their own skill. Among the spectators behind the brilliantly lighted alleys there was no excitement. Once, when a ball hung on the alley's edge, then curved in for a strike, a woman shouted: "What if it does come out of the gutter?-it looks good on the score...