Word: lefts
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Mary Louise Guinan ran away from Denver in 1904 with a reporter whom she married and later left to join a musical show. Remarkable for the resonance of her voice after midnight, she became famous after 20 years in vaudeville, stock, and westerns, as hostess of her own Manhattan night-club-the El Fay. An El Fay waiter sold a bottle to a customer with a badge and the club was given a padlock and a front-page story. In a new club Hostess Guinan continued to greet her friends with "Hello, Johnny" and her paying clients with "Hello, sucker...
...king of the sea and a great Lord of Leviathans was Ahab." His was a terrific pride, and a consuming lust for vengeance on the White Whale. Moby Dick, who in malice, or in play, or accident, or instinctive self-defense had bitten off Ahab's leg and left him humiliated, crippled, to hobble on a stump of whale ivory. "Ever since that almost fatal encounter Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale, all the more fell for that in his frantic morbidness he at last came to identify with him not only all his bodily woes...
...long-as-compatible, he hired vivacious Molly; for driver he hired Fortune Friendly, variously parson and pinochle player. Dan first saw Fortune racing from a village with the entire population thundering hotfooted in his wake. Cornered in a barn, Fortune delivered, gasping, a hell-and-damnation sermon which left not a member of his congregation unchastised. Afterward he explained to Dan'l that he had contracted to give six sermons, but finding only five at the bookstalls, he necessarily made off before the sixth. Sheer terror inspired the extemporaneous barnyard Jeremiad...
...whenever the races are over, the play is wildest. Losers are trying desperately to win it all back. Winners are giving their luck a ride. There are only a few minutes left. For Tiajuana has practically no hotel accommodations and the U.S. border closes...
...three years ago, wrote Asa G. Candler, composing his own funeral notice with blank dates that last week were filled in. Precise, meticulous, he also left instructions that he should be buried in full dress. He was 77; he died after two years of illness following the paralytic stroke from which he never recovered...