Word: hallways
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Cambridge, Mass., a mongrel dog walked into the hallway of a lodging-house and gave a snarl. So ferocious was this snarl that Mrs. Dominic Spirito & two offspring, Mrs. Hugo Hoffman & two offspring, scurried quickly to their rooms, from the half opened doors of which they peeped down at the mongrel with frightened faces. Eleven-year-old Benjamin Guieto, observing the terrified women and children, jumped out the window and got a policeman. The policeman came up behind the prowling mongrel and shot him dead...
...said she. Out in the hall she seized William Albertson, shook his slouching shoulders with vigor. William Albertson, ruffled and ashamed, said "Let me go"; then with his fist he bashed Teacher Carroll's nose. When she screamed with pain and rage, teachers and pupils rushed into the hallway. Soon five policemen in blue coats ran through the door, the children ran back into their classrooms to sit primly at their desks, William Albertson ran home crying. Later he was arrested...
...orchestra waits for the little child to lead them. He is Ottavio Arturo Gallo, 8, son of Headmaster Gallo. In his life, he has not had time to learn how to read music. But he knows it by heart, so he needs no score. An observer crowded into the hallway might see the pale little fellow's reflection in one of the tall rococo gilded mirrors that reach to the ceiling. His hair is not cut short like most boys'. His eyes are so brightly black one wonders at the Gallo family's assurance of his recovery...
...Friday afternoon and Helen Wilkus, aged 7, was waiting in St. Casimir's Parochial School, Philadelphia, for her sister Eva, to take her home. Down the hallway came some boys. They pushed Helen into a corner of the sewing room, "for a punishment. ... Don't you dast turn around or leave that corner!" they said. . . Sister Eva never came. . . . Next morning a nun found a figure standing in the corner of the sewing room, stifling sobs. "It was awful dark and lonesome," said obedient Helen Wilkus. "Then the light came and I heard the sparrows and I wasn...
...twice a term, offers an exhibition of reproductions of some of Pisanello's drawings. This master of pencil work is very little known because of the small number of finished paintings he produced, but for the vagabond who would wander outside the usual pale of masterpiece found in every hallway he presents a variety of work showing a very interesting stage in the development of draftsmanship...