Word: hut
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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BITTERN POINT?Virginia Macfadyen-A. & C. Boni ($2). We have but two fitful glimpses of the piratical, tongueless Turk of these pages. Both occur in a swamper's hut in the 18th Century Carolinas. We infer that he is shy a finger on his strangling hand, that his dagger has a permanent wave and that his ministrations upon the persons of five young women derive from Jack the Ripper. We infer, that is all. Yet that is ample to earn this Turk several graduate and honorary degrees in murdery. From the barest hints he becomes a lurking presence whose actuality...
First aid was administered to him at a nearby hut. His left arm and shoulder were strapped and bound to prevent straining the fracture. Solicitous hands bundled him into a heavy overcoat, buttoned it tightly across his chest, turned up the fur collar about his ears. His chauffeur drove him carefully to Market Harborough station. There he picked up the public telephone instrument with his free hand and called his secretary at York House, London: "I'll be back to dinner, and you'll see that there's very little the matter with...
...transcontinental air mail) began to look for him. Charles H. Ames was a veteran pilot, he was seldom late. An hour passed and the officials became a little anxious for the schedule of the mail. Clouds were lowering. Periodically there was rain. The telephone rang in a little hut at the emergency landing field at Hartleton, a few miles away. The watchman answered. "Has Ames landed there?" "No, he passed over about...
Three years ago, one Fred Brown kept two Nebraska girls chained in a hut for two days. A rescuer appeared, whom Brown also chained up. Finally the rescuer escaped, notified the police, and Brown became a "lifer" at Lincoln, Neb., penitentiary...
...concluding lap of its journey the Committee last week traversed three hundred miles of desert in southern Oregon and northern Nevada, the largest single piece of unreserved public domain remaining. Every ten or fifteen miles the deserted hut of some overambitious homesteader was passed. Every 50 miles or so was a little shack where gasoline could be purchased. Herds of wild horses watched the party as it passed, galloping away in a billowing cloud of dust if the automobiles paused. Running with one of these herds was a lone mule. Here and there lay the dismembered bodies of colts slain...