Word: lynxes
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...plant of the Cuneo Press, where Cosmopolitan is printed, numerous compositors set portions of an article that were "meaningless fragments" to them. Only Printer Cuneo and his chief assistant had been added to the circle of those who knew the truth. Under the lynx-eyes of private detectives the fragments were assembled and plates made. During the two weeks required to run off 1,850,000 copies of the magazine.* the detectives stood at their posts; at night the precious plates rested securely in a safe. Late one afternoon, five men with sawed-off shotguns robbed the Cuneo plant...
...lynx will not attack a man. But, emboldened by the tastiness of chance corpses that War-winter, a female lynx stalked Grischa for days, till suddenly he noticed her crouching to spring. So drolly did her crooked eyes and fringe of whiskers remind Grischa of himself, that he burst into a roar of terrifying human laughter, and unwittingly saved himself from fangs and evil claws...
...storm at sea, would no doubt lose his sweetheart to the steady carpenter. But Petra married Oliver in spite of the gossip, and bore five children. Of course the brown-eyed boys might belong to Consul Johnsen, wealthy shipper, and the youngest was no doubt fathered by the lynx-eyed Lawyer-but the Doctor, who fostered this gossip by certifying Oliver's sterility, bore a time-honored grudge against both shipper and lawyer. So Oliver continued squabbling, capitalizing his crippled state, trespassing on distant islands for illicit loot-birds' eggs and eiderdown which he smuggled on stormy nights...
Despite such positive disclaimers of mystery, the London press persisted. The Daily Express found its reporters "rebuffed in all attempts" to get information. But lynx-eyed newsgatherers discovered "a complete secretariat" and a number of other (unnamed) oil officials concealed in the castle, or, more mysteriously, "in its neighborhood...
Among the Germans was Herr Doktor Gustav Stresemann, Reich Foreign Minister and leader of the Teuton delegation, his lynx-like eyes darting about, occasionally flashing with amusement. But never did his thin lips part in a smile, nor his heavy jowls open to emit a guffaw. Noted was his extreme pallor. With him was Count Johann Heinrich von Bern-storff, onetime German Ambassador to Washington, sphinxlike, debonair, aging...