Word: murdered
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...priest or the Church as have some of his predecessors, the job of his village teachers is to combat the in fluence of those "propagators of superstition," the village priests. Individualists and pious Mexicans make things hot for the President's idealistic school teachers. Twenty-five have been murdered so far this year. The peasants have developed a fondness for cutting off the ears of teach ers they do not care to murder. So the President's teachers all tote guns, and frequently have to use them...
...MANY COOKS-Rex Stout-Farrar & Rinehart ($2). Smooth concoction of crime and cooking in which Nero Wolfe, assisted by faithful, wisecracking Archie Goodwin, solves the murder of one of the world's 15 best chefs...
...Manhattan, John Scott, Negro, was arraigned on a charge of first-degree murder. John Scott was surprised. Said he: "Judge, I didn't even know that man I stabbed died." Said Judge William Allen: "This man was shot.'' Said John Scott: "No, judge, I stabbed him." Judge Allen checked up. The man wanted for the shooting was another Harlem Negro, also in the Tombs, also named John Scott. First John Scott was then arraigned for second-degree assault. Both John Scotts pleaded not guilty...
...relationships to government, two members of the Congressional Monopoly Investigation committee-Assistant Attorney General Thurman Arnold and SECommissioner Jerome Frank-asked Assistant Secretary of State Adolf Augustus Berle Jr. to suggest a program for the investigators. To nervous, cocky Adolf Berle (rhymes with surly), this assignment was what a murder trial is to a cub reporter. Early in July Mr. Berle completed his "Memorandum of Suggestions." It was not quite the sort of thing New Dealers hand out to the press, but last week it finally did get into print...
...insurance clerk (''a drivelling great ape, with his head full only of fury, pretences and louder and louder yellings: a whole clattering chaos of idiocies"), and a well-meaning but uncherished mother who runs a dilapidated antique shop, Ferdinand recalls malicious neighborhood gossip, scandals, a murder, a tough playmate who taught him much smut, another playmate who went to the country and died of fresh air. But these are among his lighter reminiscences. Most haunting memory is of his father accusing him of monstrous vices, and, because his trousers were usually dirty, predicting "a dung-coloured future...