Word: motorize
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Soon the sleek motor of the Prince Regent purred forth, on its way to the Imperial Palace. Darting from the crowd, Hirayama tried to leap upon the running board and force his petition into Prince Hirohito's hand. Swift, a police sergeant seized him before he could touch the Imperial car. At the police station he said: "Had my mission been successful would have committed hara kiri immediately in atonement for disrespectfully approaching the Prince Regent...
...frail old lady rides sometimes about Copenhagen in a limousine that seems far from new. When her motor halts at the Palace of her nephew King Christian X she sits quite still. Her footman, kindliest of Russian servitors, hastens to open the door and helps her to descend. To him she is, will always be, "Matoushka Tsaritsa," ¹beloved wife of the "Little Father" Alexander III and mother of the last Romanov Emperor, Nicholas II. Surely the memories of this once very great lady are stranger, more glamorous, than any fairy-tale by her Danish countryman Hans Christian Andersen...
Henry Ford: ."The National University of Ireland* last week offered me an honorary degree-in recognition of my Irish descent and for having set up a branch motor car factory at Cork...
...They could and do make "Bevo," near beer, ginger ale, root beer, malt extracts, food tonics, grape drinks, starch, glucose, syrups; live stock and poultry foods from the grain residues; yeast, which is rapidly becoming an important product. His wagon works he re-arranged so that it could make motor truck and bus bodies. His cabinet workers who used to make bar fixtures were idle. He set them to making cabinets for ice cream par lors. His refrigerating engineers devised a refrigerated motor truck and compact drug store coolers. In Manhattan, New Organs and Oklahoma City, Anheuser-Busch branches...
...Toward evening," says Professor Wolf after describing his trip from Pasadena, "we arrived by motor at our first camp from which our actual expedition was to set out. Early the next morning we left the car and with an excellent packer-guide, saddle horses, and two pack mules, we continued up the narrow canyon of Cottonwood Creek, a roaring mountain torrent heading in numerous lakes under Mt. Langley. The trail wound steeply up between pine trees and rocks for nine miles, when we emerged from the canyon onto a sloping plateau at about 10,000 feet elevation, where the stream...