Word: rataplan
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...agent, impressed, hired her as ballerina for a theatrical troupe. Her family thought a convent would be better for her. After two years in Our Lady of the Lake, at San Antonio, Tex., she went back to Mexico to dance. She was in Monterey with a musical comedy called Rataplan when someone from Hollywood saw her and took her north. She worked for a month in Hal Roach comedies, then as Douglas Fair-banks's leading lady in The Gaucho. Brunette, she is five feet high, weighs 105 pounds, can play the ukelele, likes dancing best...
...After the christening ceremony the engines on the larger plane were started for the first time since they left Wright factory. They responded to the starter with a rataplan of cylinder explosions that soon mellowed into a roar. The mechanics said they were satisfied. Captain Wilkins announced he would not attempt any more ambitious tests, such as taxiing across the field, until the crowd had dispersed...
...Pittsburgh, 30 years ago, a strapping battler named James McCoy stood up to John L. Sullivan and endured, for a few rounds, the rataplan of fists as hard and heavy as stove-lids. John L. Sullivan is dead. Battler McCoy is an old man. Last week he was shuffling home from work through a lonely park when he was set upon by three weasel-faced fellows-men who, in soggy swaddling-clothes, were mewing for their mothers when McCoy was trading cuffs with the hardest hitter who ever put on a glove-thin rogues whom, in the days...
...darkness, 40,000 watchers perspired freely. They saw the solicitous referee bend above Gibbons. They saw Gibbons shake his head. The bell rang. Gibbons stood up. He took a step, smacked his smirking opponent (a one-time Marine) on the right temple. The other, angered, beat a furious rataplan upon the ribs of Gibbons. Wearily, with the immeasurable pathos of fatigue, Gibbons lifted his left fist, lunged at Tunney. "Ah," said 40,000 people, for Tunney wavered a moment, stepped aside, drove his right to Gibbons' jaw. The St. Paul Phantom who had never* been knocked off his feet...