Word: porch
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...kitchen of a frame house. His wife was sick upstairs; he had come home twice that day from work to give her food. He was expecting the doctor, and hearing a knock on the door he started forward. The sound of more than one pair of boots on the porch made him look out of the window. His yard was full of men. In long white robes they writhed with dismal laughter in the moonlight. They called to him "Come out, Simon." 'My wife's sick," he shouted through the window. A volley of revolver bullets spattered against...
...newspaperman went up the hill to Mr. Birger's roadhouse, a stark oblong building on the edge of some woods. A sign, needing paint, swung over the porch. It said "Shady Rest." The interviewer found Mr. Birger in the cellar, playing with a white dog. He had on a bullet-proof jacket. Six men sat around, spitting and smoking and laughing at the puppy. They all had rifles. Outside in the shed was an armored touring car that Charles Birger used when he drove abroad on his affairs. The roadhouse .was barricaded. Machine guns looked out between the shutters...
...afternoon Mrs. Calvin Coolidge and Mrs. Herbert Hoover chatted, as only women can chat, on the porch of the White House. It was to girlhood that their conversation turned...
...State's Attorney William McSwiggin last April, a crime that has not yet been solved. Then, a fortnight ago, a black armored car roared down Cicero's main street, spattered the Hawthorne Hotel with machine gun bullets, but missed King Caponi who was standing on the front porch. After such events, "Scarface Al" puts on his light tan shoes, picks up his cane, leaves town...
Three men sat on the porch of the Coolidges' cottage at White Pine Camp on that last afternoon before the President left for Washington. Mr. Coolidge settled down comfortably in an old green wicker rocker, pushed his felt hat back on his head, talked. A secretary sat on a kitchen chair, scribbled busily. Bruce Barton, famed advertising man and magazine writer (TIME, Sept. 27) sat on the floor, listened, asked questions. The pine breath of the woods and the distant shadows of the Adirondacks seemed to purr in contented harmony...