Word: lucke
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...scalps hanging from a burdened belt, a string of broken records left in its wake, the Harvard team has reached an enviable standing. Yale as usual, has an unbeaten team. But Coach Ulen's corps may pull the bulldog's tusks out this time and cheerfully demolish the good-luck charm which has hung around his leathery neck during the past 150 meets...
...expected is a magnificent battle, with Crimson streaks flashing across the finishing lines to break more records, and probably Olympic material becoming full-fledged candidates. To hard-working Coach Ulen and his equally hard-working team a laurel wreath for a successful season, and the best of luck on today's venture...
...whether he or anyone else was "smart enough to make $2,000,000 into $9,000,000 as a regular proposition." Said Lawyer Dulles: "It can't be done without, in the first place, having a substantial amount of high speculation, coupled with a very considerable amount of luck. Anybody who thinks that that thing can be done, and done regularly, is a man, I say, who is playing for a fall." The stockholders apparently agreed, giving the old management a vote of confidence, 211,000 shares to 169,000 shares...
...good soldier; his tactics were "infantile," his strategy "hackneyed and obvious"; he handled cavalry like an amateur. Having startled the reader into attention with this splash, Author Pratt then backs water, slowly at first. Caesar won his campaigns because he planned by campaigns, not by battles; he had phenomenal luck ("nobody could fight Caesar without making fatal mistakes"). And by the time he came to grips with Pompey for the mastery of the civilized world Caesar had become a pretty good soldier after all. "He made himself a great general by sheer thought." Now his tactics were "impromptu" but "dazzling...
...device we should not have thought of ourselves. Instead of jumping into the ocean, as most escape heroines do, Jean Harlow crawls with her two companions through a drainage pipe. And when one of them is shot by a guard, she does not murmur with her last breath, "Good luck, Jean." "Riffraff" is worthy of the highest compliment a critic can give; it is not over done...