Word: heyes
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Hey!" they shouted. "Whaddya thinkya doin'?" The car was circling madly, looking for an exit. As it jounced across fairways and putting greens, the golfers of Elyria swarmed toward it, yelling imprecations, picking up things to throw. Some threw rocks, some threw golf balls. Then they began throwing putters, irons, wooden clubs. The car's windshield was smashed. Its body clattered under the fire. Suddenly one of its occupants was pitched out and the automobile made back for the shrubbery, vanished up a lane while a desperate defender in the rear seat fired away with a revolver...
...Hey, Nonny, Nonny...
...Detroit, delighted to see a sign "Big Premiere-Price 5?" outside a long-closed cinema theatre, 95 patrons bought tickets from a courteous boy in the box office, gave them to another boy, were ushered to seats by a third. The show failed to begin. "Hey, when does the show start," shouted an impatient patron. One of the boys stepped from behind the curtain. "There has been a slight delay due to a mechanical defect," he announced. "Please be patient." So patient were the patrons that not for an hour did they discover that the boys and the receipts...
...Washington chit-chat in the Scripps-Howard newspapers Reporter George Abell told how Dr. Erich ("Candid Camera") Salomon pointed his lens at a group of important Democrats jovially quaffing drinks in an anteroom at the Jackson Day dinner. Just as he snapped the shutter Dr. Salomon heard someone shout: "Hey, you can't take that picture!'' It was Governor Albert Cabell Ritchie of Maryland. Continued the Governor: ". . . But you can come in and have a drink...
...When the interviewer attempted to explain that he was talking about world events and not the time of his shirts' reappearance the celestial said, "Thursday, then." The conversation seemed to have reached an impasse, but Wing followed up with a brisk right to the chin, "They got big guns, hey? Twelve inches! Some big guns! We only got little guns, so." The washer of the linen demonstrated the size of the Chinese guns with his hands, leaving the iron to rest on a shirt, but his gesticulation were cut short by a thin wisp of smoke arising from the offended...