Word: paid
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...positions. Said Dornand: "I think I'll strike. I want double pay for all that extra work." Said Sangnier (but not in Dornand's hearing): "I think I'll stop striking. As long as there's no work for me I might as well get paid...
Some of the thousands had paid $30 for seats euphemistically marked "ringside." They didn't really expect to see a fight. They had come to see the one & only Joe Louis, the famed Brown Bomber who had knocked out 21 of the 23 men who challenged his heavyweight title in the past ten years-and this might be his last appearance. Nobody knew or cared much about the man Big Joe was fighting. Even the champ, who is honest clear through, admitted that his foe-old Jersey Joe Walcott-was a second-rater...
...years ago, he had used that punch to put Big Joe on the floor one day. (Louis doesn't remember ever having been floored in training. Says Walcott: "I knocked Joe down in the very first round with a right hand punch that landed on the whiskers. They paid me $25 and hustled me out of camp for saying that Louis couldn't savvy my style. That's on the square and the champ can't deny it.") That was the punch that knocked the champ down in the first round last week...
Last week, Owens had another scalp on his belt: the fastest rising tune on the hit parade, a soggy, foggy ballad called How Soon? He had written the lyrics five years ago, to a simple tune by Sammy Kaye's arranger, Carroll Lucas. No one paid any attention to it, even when Owens was plugging it on ladies' laps. Then, a year ago, the Reynolds Pen Co. hired Owens to record the Rocket Song, hoping that listeners would be reminded of Rocket Pens. Owens got a chance to slip How Soon? on the other side of the record...
...pebbles to visitors who were rich in peanuts or candy. The enterprise of this monkey named "Trader" was so successful that he nearly died of overeating. At last he was removed to the controlled economy of an experimental cage and given poker chips to trade with. When he paid out a red chip, he got a bit of orange. A blue chip bought a peanut; a white chip a slice of banana. Green chips were worth a slice of bread (which Trader did not like); yellow chips were worthless...