Word: platee
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Last week honest Umpire Pat McTavey peered anxiously into a cloud of dust on a home-plate just outside of Long Island City, N. Y. Up jerked his thumb. "Out!" he shouted. The home team had lost. Disgruntled fans shrieked, "Kill him! Kill the umpire...
...Gardens of European truck spread for acres, efficiently irrigated. The cavalcade passed through many a village of Sutter's clean Kanaks slaves. Flowers smothered the walls of the master's hacienda where a feast waited-salmon trout, venison, bear's paws, crocodile pears-served on Spanish plate by girls from the Sandwich Isles while a Hawaiian orchestra played the "Marseillaise," the "Berne March...
...been called a comedy of American low life by which is meant that the characters are not Anglo-Saxon, do not speak copper plate English, nor live in trim little apartments furnished with a show of opulence. The scenery is therefore different, a bit less polished, and a relief from drawing rooms. Then again, the play is unusually terse. At moments, the characters are voluble enough,--when they deviate into politics or prohibition,--but at the moments that mark the dramatic progress of the piece, they have just those few words for which the situation calls. The rest...
...coal strike they believed was cracking. Premier Baldwin, sometimes inclined to be sentimental toward the miners, was away "water-curing" at Aix-les-Bains. When the Times was brought in by many a butler last week, many a mine owner let it lie negligently for a moment beside his plate. Perhaps it might contain a new outburst against the miners by half bald and otherwise red-headed Chancellor of the Exchequer Winston Churchill. There was no sentimentality about "Winnie"-a grandson of the Seventh Duke of Marlborough. A little loud, perhaps, but "Winnie" would keep the Cabinet on the coal...
...China's flag. Out of their mouths shot forked tongues of scarlet, like flames. When angered, they hissed like escaped steam. Their bodies, thick as a brawny man's, were studded with scales like nail heads. Down their backs ran a jagged ridge of tough "armor plate." First of their kind to know captivity, they were incarcerated in the Bronx Zoo, for which they had been captured by Douglas Burden* of Manhattan, youthful trustee of the American Museum of Natural History...