Word: portes
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Closed for the third week was the lovely, troublous port of San Francisco, a vital artery of Pacific Coast commerce. Longshoreman Harry Bridges and water front employers were at outs. Coastal businessmen and inland farmers suffered, drummed denunciations at durable Mr. Bridges...
...clerks and checkers-key workers, because they are the ones who keep tabs on cargo, representing shippers and shipowners at the loading point. All but 2% of these vital ciphers are Bridges' men. To bring the 2% into the union, the 98% struck. Whereupon their bosses closed the port, last week rejected all offers of compromise. They hoped to preserve the principle of free hiring in one last corner of Mr. Bridges' water front...
...yards. Rawalpindi replied with all four of her starboard 6-inchers. Deutschland's, third salvo put out all the Britisher's lights, halted the electric ammunition hoists; a fourth tore away the bridge and wireless room. The second raider circled astern and attacked from Rawalpindi's, port side, but she fought on for half an hour until her last gun was silenced and she was ablaze everywhere except forecastle and poop. Of three boatloads of survivors, two were believed captured by Deutschland. All remaining hands perished when, after burning four hours, Rawalpindi turned turtle to starboard...
...collaborating, laying mines of several types, from little (200-lb.) but potent "footballs," of which a big seaplane might be able to carry 40 or 50, up to one-ton monsters. As Britain mobilized an even greater trawler fleet and called for hundreds of volunteers from North Sea fishing ports, down went one ship after another, great and small, trawler and liner, nationality regardless. The 11,930-ton Japanese luxury steamer Terukuni Maru went down in 45 minutes off Harwich, near the grave of the Dutch Simon Bolivar, last fortnight's most tragic victim (85 dead). No lives were...
...dreary epic of old-age and the theatre, is one of the grim and gory type,--and also really good. Michel Simon, sans his "Port of Shadows" barbe, turns in a superb performance. He screams and slobbers through the plot with remarkable gusto. The contrast of these two of his latest parts is really astonishing. As a sop to the earthy aesthetics of the masses, there is also a quite delectable blonde named Maleleine Ozeray who plays a quite unorthodox feminine lead to an antiquated lecher of the stage played by Louis Jouvet. The cast, as a whole, really carries...