Word: parroted
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ABOUT THE MURDER OF THE NIGHT CLUB LADY?Anthony Abbot?Covici, Friede ($2). Lola Carewe, beautiful blonde, was frightened nearly out of her wits. First her dog, then her parrot had been mysteriously killed; an anonymous note told her she was next. Police Commissioner Thatcher Colt gave her the protection she asked, but it did not save her. With her apartment guarded, every entrance watched, with Colt himself in the next room, Murderee Carewe's death-scream came on schedule. Before Colt could unravel the tangled clues, two more victims died horribly. Writing detective stories is a sideline for Author...
...necessary to wait 15 min. while it cooled off. Actors Tone and Barker were then seen and heard. What they said was clearly audible but their faces flickered vaguely on the screen; it was hard to tell which was which and what they were doing. Later, a Central American parrot was somewhat more successfully televised, screeching hoarsely at mention of Prohibition. Theatre-owner B. B. Moss made a speech explaining that the purpose of the performance was "to show the progress in television rather than the finished article." Observers wondered whether television's progress, as shown, was not such...
...Monroe, Mich., Vincent Swiderski lost his parrot. Six years later he thought he saw his parrot on Mrs. Chermock's porch. Mrs. Chermock denied it was his. In court the parrot took the witness stand called by name the three children of Vincent Swiderski: Gladys, Leo, Joe. The Swiderskis got the parrot...
...swift return to the wreck that had been his home, standing beside a suitcase with Mrs. Hanna. "That suitcase," said Minister Hanna dully, "contains all we have in the world." It was not quite all. As the U. S. Legation crumbled and blazed, the Hannas' pet green parrot had slipped from his cage, crawled down a ledge and flopped into the arms of an Army officer. Nerves stretched to the breaking point. Immediately after the shocks, the city had been put under martial law. No one rested, but soldiers relieved from digging in the ruins patrolled the city with...
...Parrot In Manhattan, Frank Yitkos, longshoreman, called police to his home, pointed to Mrs. Frances Yitkos on the bed, her head bashed in, her body lacerated. Said he: "I think my wife is dead." Under the bed was a bloody hatchet. His theory: that two men had attacked her while he was out. In the next room a parrot squawked: "Don't, papa, don't!" Frank Yitkos confessed to the murder...