Word: horning
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...evening last December Channing H. Tobias, Negro clergyman, walked into a Horn & Hardart automat in Manhattan. It was during the hours when the restaurant offers table service. But the waitresses snubbed him, neglected to take his order. He called for the hostess. She promised to bring the manager. When he did not appear. Clergyman Tobias, thoroughly angered, summoned a policeman off the street, made him produce the manager. After an hour's wrangling Channing Tobias, no ordinary clergyman but senior secretary of the Y. M. C. A.'s colored work, stormed out in disgust, sued Horn & Hardart...
...Hamburg break-up yard. A onetime German nitrate trader, she was about to become razor blades and sardine cans. A fellow-buyer was the man Villiers calls "the best sailor in the world": Finnish Captain Ruben de Cloux, 48, 35 years in sail, 18 years in the Cape Horn traffic. Captain de Cloux would like to be a sailor on the moon because the moon is smaller than the Earth to sail around. Outward bound for Australia after the 1929 grain race, he was sailing the barque Herzogin Cecilie when she rolled over on her beam ends. He managed...
...voyage Villiers made a film with Miss Jacobsen (screen alias: Sonia Lind) cast as heroine. Captain de Cloux's chief rivals were the Herzogin Cecilie with which he had won the race five times and the 16-year-old Priwall, racing for the first time. He made Cape Horn in a fast 30 days. On the leg north he did not know that the Pamir had reached Land's End in the excellent time of 92 days. Into Falmouth Harbor last week staggered the Penang which had left Australia in late January. Its time was 122 days. Close...
...pipe right side up. An able public speaker, he dislikes society and ceremony but has had to get used to them in his present job. Tall, long of face and nose, at 65 he is slightly stooped and his grey hair is thinning. His brown eyes twinkle benignly through horn-rimmed pince-nez swung from a black silk ribbon. He picks his suits carefully and well, wears them neatly pressed and with ties more harmonious than Brother Charley...
...tribute as is being paid this year was far beyond the scope of his imagination. Music. Father Brahms hoped, would earn his son a living. He was set to playing the piano almost as soon as he could toddle. Before he reached his teens he could tootle on a horn, play passably on the violin and 'cello. But to his father's despair he would go on scribbling music when he should have been practicing his scales and learning the dance tunes which would earn him a thaler or two and all the supper he could...