Word: mobbing
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...last week 9,000 disgruntled whites, led by a Negro jazz band, stormed the State Capitol at Jackson to tell Governor Martin Sennett ("Sure Mike") Conner what they thought of a 3% retail sales tax as passed by the State House. "We want Mike! We want Mike!" was the mob's raucous shout as it shuffled from the rotunda toward the Governor's office. Was he in? Some said he was-locked in. Others insisted he was at a downtown hotel. Before the crowd finally drifted out of the Capitol, it left pinned on Governor Conner...
...Mississippi mob took its cue from similar action earlier this month in Kentucky where a rowdy throng invaded Governor Laffoon's home at Frankfort in protest against a 1% sales tax passed by the House (TIME, March 14). Last week the Kentucky levy died when the General Assembly ended its session without Senate action...
...late days of the Reign of Terror a sallow faced little man stood up in a spate of gunfire and shouted an order. A dirty Paris mob had started a street fight, and in the interests of peace it must be stopped. There was the rumble of caissons over the cobbles, the dull roar of cannon, the outcries of a dispersing crowd, and Napoleon had ordered his first artillery into action. From that time on his name was writ large on the map of Europe. The Alps, Italy, Egypt, Marengo, and the little figure came out of the mists...
...decree of the de Valera Government 20 prisoners were set free before noon. Loudly cheered by the mob, they rode away in motor cars bearing banners, WELCOME HOME, PRISONERS! As soon as ex-Prisoner Frank Ryan got home he restarted his Dublin paper The Republic, demanded that the two Irelands be proclaimed one. Up hundreds of Dublin flagstaffs went the banner of the illegal and unconstitutional Irish Republican Army...
...upon the whole affair. They not only put out the fire but earnestly insisted that they knew nothing whatever as to the whereabouts of the Lindbergh baby. Both actions had a vastly sobering effect on the crowd. Dispirited, the upper middle classes retreated into its painted towers and the mob retired into the arms of its painted women. The Vagabond went and played a haunting melody on the Lowell House bells...