Word: homewards
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...paupers in Westchester County Home near Elmsford, N. Y. were Frederick Rupt, 75, and John Doyle, 70. From their tiny allowances they saved money for a spree, one night last week walked into an Elmsford tavern, split a dozen cans of beer. Near 1 a.m. they were rolling homeward, Frederick Rupt favoring his wooden right leg. They fell afighting and when Frederick Rupt clumped away, John Doyle was lying by the road. Somebody's fist, said a doctor, had fractured his skull, killed him. Frederick Rupt was jailed for manslaughter...
...week they neatly got around their difficulty. Accepting the Government's explanation that the invitation had been withdrawn, not for political reasons, but only because a new convention hall had not been completed, they decided to go to Rio for their fun, hold their meetings afterward on the homeward cruising S. S. Rotterdam...
...Halifax Harbor, after four last slow days in Quebec and the wooded Maritime Provinces, Their Majesties King George and Queen Elizabeth last week wound up their month-long American tour, went aboard the white-sided, yellow-funneled Empress of Britain and headed homeward...
...passions and furies of the late Thomas Wolfe made him seem like some frenzied Wagnerian hero condemned to live in a nursery. In his autobiographical Look Homeward, Angel and Of Time and the River, he recorded only the emotions of his childhood and adolescence, the first intellectual awakenings of his young manhood. What passions, readers asked themselves, what intensities of brooding, pain and rhetoric would Thomas Wolfe show himself evincing in his first serious love affair? The possibilities were slightly awesome to contemplate...
...rocks. She walked over the gray-green downs to the bluff. One by one the lobster men putted in toward the harbor in a single snaky line. Later the sim thinned out into a crimson wash in the west. A slight wispy fog made up. As she walked homeward along the shore around the harbor, a moon began to rise. It appeared diffused through the misty, foggy veil. Off, a little to itself, a new sloop was anchored. It rocked gently in the wash, its spar swaying a little. Above it hung a single faint star...