Word: hassock
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...Hingham Hash" Levy zinged and zanged expertly about the initial hassock. "Marvelous Marv" Allison contributed sandals, a beard and two clean hits. George "Marathoner" Amick so scared the CRIMSON that only one rightie pulled a Nieman slow pitch all afternoon. And Yardley slapped a triple to ornament his game-winning bingle...
...camel-hide hassock, the bouquet of used plastic flowers, and the two secondhand bedspreads were quickly snapped up. At week's end, only an exercise machine and a leather suitcase remained in the window of Jeanette Varoutsos' Memorial Shop for Blood
...eleven, Margaret Bilotti, stage-struck elder daughter of a Manhattan construction worker, collaborated with another East Side youngster in writing a play, the proceeds to buy Christmas toys for underprivileged children (gross take from ticket sale: "over $2"). Soon afterward an uncle noticed that as Margie sat on a hassock she looked crooked, and her right shoulder blade protruded. The family doctor prescribed a corset, which soon broke and was discarded. Eventually a neighborhood hospital referred the Bilottis to one of the few places in Manhattan that specialize in treating conditions like Margie's, the Hospital for Special Surgery...
...C.I.O.'s United Furniture Workers of America were in an uproar. Hassock-shaped Morris Muster, overstuffed (215 lbs.) U.F.W.A. president, had quit in disgust after nine years in the union. Two days later a Southern district president followed him out. Said Muster, 20,000 members were in open revolt. Their reason: U.F.W.A. had been taken over by its Communist faction; the new executive board was dominated by Stalinists...
...cold), named all the trees and plants and flowers. At 5 o'clock, as dusk settled over the low Catskills, the five visitors, the President, his mother, Mr. Summerlin, and Franklin D. Roosevelt III, 2, gathered for tea and cocktails. Minute, rompered Franklin Roosevelt III sat on a hassock and ate a cookie like a good boy. His great-grandmother said sadly: "His name is Franklin Delano Roosevelt the Third, but everybody calls him Joe." Joe acted like a little gentleman until his nurse came to take him away. Then he kicked like hell...