Word: pilings
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...state Harvard Club promised to fix things if I get stuck. I got a job for my meals, and I guess I can get by on four hundred hard money." "Wull, good luck John," Mr. Clinton wished as his car rattled away: John returned to his wood pile. The September sun poured upon his broad back, on the stone fence along the road. * * * While the evening sun sank beneath the waves of Superior the lake breeze coughed sweetly through the pines. The Doctor lit another cigarette. "Twenty-eight years ago," he said, "my father told me to go and learn...
...West 38th Street. At 17 he got a job as axman with the Sanitary District then building the Drainage Canal near his home. Later he was toughened in the rough frontier town of Lemont, Ill. where Negro workmen, when killed on the job, were dumped on the rock pile and covered up with canal excavations. By industry and intelligence Kelly became a good practical engineer, a good practical politician with the Sanitary District. His first wife died in 1918. Four years later he married a woman 15 years his junior. In 1925 his 14-year-old son, an only child...
...site of a horse corral. When the mining boom spread away to west & south, mountain rats took Central City over. Rain streaked the Rhenish landscape on the Opera House curtain and the gaudy murals done by a forgotten painter named Massman. In 1931 the McFarlane heirs gave the sorry pile to Denver University as a landmark of Colorado's brawling past, past enough for Coloradoans to be proud of. But the University could not afford to repair the vast, draughty stage, prop up the collapsing roof. To the rescue came Denver's able, elderly Art Patron Ann Evans...
...when the 1933 National Air Races were run off at Los Angeles last week "Russ" Boardman and his Gee Bee 11 were not there to make that extra 5 m.p.h. Instead, his plane was a pile of wreckage in Indianapolis and his dead body was being flown back to his Hartford home. Without him, the fastest time flown at Los Angeles was 280 m.p.h.-first time in National Air Race history that one year's speed record was not bettered the next...
...Vagabond crept out from behind a post and approached the pile carefully. He stumbled over a book. It was F. Wutenfeld's "Geschichte der Fatimiden Challfen" (Gottingen 1831). The figure came back dragging another corpse. He looked at the Vagabond, screamed and fainted. Again the Vagabond had detected the hireling of Lehman Hall rounding up the bodies of graduate students lost in Widener's stacks...