Word: mausoleum
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...admitted, the less scrupulous. Working westward, the van Sweringens and Mr. Eaton of Cleveland have lighted their little hour or two and are gone. Only a tangle of smooth tar roads and buried sewer pipes out in the hinterland, and a railroad terminal that is a fitting mausoleum of their would-be grandeur remain to tell of their experiments in financial wizardry. Nothing, that is, except the city's principal banks shattered beyond repair, with the able assistance of the bankers...
...Sedalia, Mo., in Mrs. C. L. Baker's specially-refrigerated parlor, lay the month-dead body of her husband, awaiting completion of a mausoleum. Explained Widow Baker: "I couldn't bear to think of having his body covered with dirt, so I just brought it home...
Today Thuringia is one of the federated German republics. Nonetheless, Her Royal Highness the widowed Grand Duchess Feodora of Saxe-Weimar-Eisenach is still very much alive. Last week the Premier of Thuringia yielded gallantly to the regal Duchess who is 41. She sailed sedately into the Grand Ducal Mausoleum (where Poet Goethe lies buried near her husband) on the arm of no less a personage than the Chancellor of all Germany, pale, ascetic, thin-lipped Dr. Heinrich Bruning, 47. As Democracy thus squired Autocracy to the tomb of Genius, a witness was Comrade Anatoly Lunacharsky representing the Soviet Power...
...Marion, Ohio, on June 16th according to yesterday's newspapers, the curtain rises on the last act of an American tragedy. On that day President Hoover and ex-President Coolidge, together with the chiefs of the Republican hierarchy, will gather beside the $800,000 marble mausoleum of Warren Gamaliel Harding for the somewhat belated dedication of the late President's tomb. The same editions carry the announcement of the day's decision by the United States Supreme Court denying ex-Secretary Fall's appeal from his prison sentence...
...bellies close to the ice. They got 40 mi. from the central station. Then Professor Wegener died. Rasmus carefully buried him and marked the grave with the upright skis. The finders of the body last week placed it on a sledge. Around and over the sledge they built a mausoleum of ice blocks. Then they went hunting for Rasmus. For a space his spoor was plain. From the grave he had wavered twelve miles toward the coast. He left his tent pegs there. Ten miles further on was the debris of a dog camp. Beyond, no signs...