Word: rat
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...days later a new patrol mushed out to Rat River to avenge Constable King. Albert Johnson had used the interval to turn his hut into a blockhouse. He had dug the dirt floor out to a depth of four feet, cut loopholes at the floor level. For 15 hours Albert Johnson held off the Mounties. Hand grenades blew the roof off his hut. Albert Johnson retired, like an angry woodchuck stern foremost into a dugout, kept fighting. The police retired, disgruntled...
...waves of heat dance out of the iron-hot Funeral Range and Panamint Mountain until it seems that the whole world lies waiting for one final and consuming igneous blast. . . . Then, on the waltzing surface of distant alkali, a lake of sweet cool waters appears. But the wise desert rat astride his fuzzy burro passes his tongue between cracked lips, smiles ironically and sets the portent down as Death Valley's crowning treachery, the mirage. And yet, last week, there was a lake in California's subsea level inferno. One Perry Brite, Kerr County supervisor, stood on Dante...
Lady Furness, who before her marriage was an American, the well-known Mrs. Thelma Morgan Converse of New York, had no such harsh feelings about her step daughter's marriage. In London last week she took issue with her fiery husband, cabled congratulations to Zebraist Rat-trav & bride...
...barley which Cesario Delgado foraged at Porterville was rat & squirrel bait. It had been poisoned with thallium chloride. Thallium is one of the rare metals. It stands in the periodic system of the elements between mercury and lead. Close neighbors are gold, platinum and bismuth. Nearby is radium. Thallium is deadly poison itself, poisons every compound it goes into. None of them can be discerned by taste, smell or feel...
...tragedies of the adamant will in self-ruinous conflict with an ineluctable Fate. Here, rather, was a disheartened and disheartening abandonment to the stream of an ignoble destiny." Maestro Pirandello considers Europe "senile, full of animated corpses." He writes of its brownstone-fronted society as if he smelled a rat, as if the rat had been dead a considerable length of time...