Word: hoist
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...scarred, crippled man wearing not one but two hearing aids hobbled painfully to the rostrum with the help of a pair of canes. A tail-coated usher darted forward to help hoist him to the speaker's platform. There he grasped a table for support and then gulped a handful of pills. A hush fell over France's Chamber of Deputies as Georges Heuillard, deputy from the Seine-Inférieure, began to speak. His misshapen body and his scarred, waxen face were his honorable credentials...
...walk-throughs" include at least two spots along the main route that are a claustrophobe's nightmare. The first is crossing Massachusetts Avenue on the way to the Houses. The tunnel height suddenly becomes three feet thanks to the shallowness of the Rapid Transit below; the traveler must hoist himself up a ladder and onto a rickety wooden cart, pulling himself across by a rope. Below rumbles the Rapid Transit, and above, the Massachusetts Avenue traffic...
Among the men who made steel in Pittsburgh, the strongest of all was "Hunkie" Joe Magarac. He was born in an ore mine and grew 7 ft. tall. He could gulp a gallon of prunejack in a single swig, hoist an 850-lb. steel dolly like a paperweight and twist it like a pretzel. One day, when Magarac took off his shirt, fellow workers discovered the source of his strength: Joe was made of steel...
...Ottawa, Kans. Daily Herald (circ. 6,194) was just starting its afternoon press run when the flood waters from the Kaw River began lapping at its doors. In the basement, pressmen rigged a block & tackle to hoist the electric press motor above the water, finally gave up the race when the flood kept coming. Then the Herald staff waded waist-deep out of the shop to set up an airplane shuttle service between Ottawa and a printing plant in Chanute, 80 miles away. The Herald didn't miss an edition...
...Rotary luncheons, mimes on BBC television and exchanges bibliophiliac chatter with his pal, "Willy" (Somerset) Maugham. Nonetheless, at 42, Fred still lives in shimmy Walworth, and though he also owns a bookshop now, still hawks books from a barrow "in the gutter." Like every famed "character," he is permanently hoist with his own reputation: he can no more afford to become rich, or grammatical, or stop collecting autographs or saying "blimey!" than Groucho Marx can afford to adopt an upright, manly stance and a look of sincerity...