Word: jawed
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...freight yards at Lucerne two special cars were hastily prepared, one for the body of Astrid, the other for Leopold alone. Dressed in a plain black suit, his jaw taped, his arm in a white sling, the King entered the car early in the evening, waited in the yards until the St. Gothard Express chuffed in from Milan. All through the night, as the train streaked across Europe, the King sat in his car with only his Premier and his secretary for company. Early next morning a squadron of cavalry led the body of Queen Astrid back through the streets...
...diary some 83 women he had tried to seduce. To Peoria's pride, 67 of his attempts were unsuccessful. He had come along in his car in the rain, given Miss Hallmark a lift, liked her so well he choked her unconscious, hit her on the jaw and threw her into the ditch. The Press at first rated him "handsome, curly-haired, muscular." Then it came out that on his night-prowlings he carried scissors to snip women's underclothes, had made a New Year's resolution to get a new girl every week for a year...
...does not think of Mr. Baldwin in the very least. Still less does he think of Strube's Little Man. . . . He visualizes a tall, spare man, immaculately dressed in top hat and frock coat, wearing spats and an eyeglass, and gripping a short but aggressive pipe in an enormous jaw. . . . To the German mind this immaculate figure is inspired by bitter jealousy of all foreign countries, by diabolical cunning, by ruthless materialism disguised under a revolting wrapper of unctuous self-righteousness. To him, the average Englishman is a clever and unscrupulous hypocrite; a man who, with superhuman ingenuity and foresight...
...next round and the next Louis stalked Carnera, waiting his chance, warily aiming punches at his body. By the end of the fourth round, these had served their purpose-to bring Carnera's guard down, make him leave his jaw unprotected. In the fifth round Louis smashed a left to Carnera's face. This time when the blood spurted the crowd knew what to expect...
...came in the sixth. Bland, graceful, incorrigibly calm, Louis stalked Carnera across the ring, drove a right to his jaw. Carnera fell, dragged himself up, crashed down again, with another right to the jaw. Louis, an amazingly motionless figure, outlined against the ring lights, leaned on the ropes for a moment. When Carnera was on his feet again, Louis moved in, landed a crashing left. As Carnera got up for the third time, he had just presence of mind enough left to turn toward the referee before Louis had time to hit him again. Referee Arthur Donovan stepped between...