Word: haulings
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...living the Riches write articles, stories, guide city "sports," haul anything from logs and boats to litters of pigs and Camp Fire Girls. In December they stock up for winter from their nearest A. & P.-40 miles away. Pork loin and whole deer swing frozen from ceiling hooks in the sheds...
...York State authorities, soon became the terror of all horse drivers. He would go into battle in a high silk hat, waxed moustaches, gleaming gold scarf pin, yellow kid gloves, Prince Albert coat. When he pointed his accusing cane, police would drag an offending driver from his seat, haul him into court. If drivers argued, Bergh often knocked their heads together with his own well-manicured hands...
...Allies because he controls the French Navy and is the official representative of Vichy France in Africa. If he should divert the prestige given him by the Allies into channels where it might gain him the support of the French people, he could become dangerous. Let him haul the Allied bandwagon, but keep a firm check on the reins...
...long the Marines had got supplies and reinforcements from small boats landed on the beach west of Henderson Field. The prevailing wind had been from the southeast, so that there were no waves pounding on the beach. But now, with the rainy season, the prevailing wind was beginning to haul around to the exact opposite quarter, so that rough water would hamper beach landings. It was imperative to reach out and capture Point Cruz, which sticks out like a miniature Florida into Sealark Channel. Under the lee of Point Cruz landings could be safely made, whatever the wind...
After years of playing fabulous amateur detective roles with blossoming starlets clinging to his manly arms, George Sanders finally gets top billing in something better than a grade C picture. But even the sophisticated sneer and the amorous leer that made "The Saint" famous, working overtime, can't haul "The Moon and Sixpence" out of the morass of mediocrity...