Word: ring
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Washington. When I return I will stay in Washington for the winter and get on the firing line. The situation looks more & more encouraging for the Republican Party." Walter Evans Edge is one of the worst prophets in the Republican Party. Nevertheless, his words last week had a ring of truth about them. Year ago, to the question "Can Roosevelt be beaten in 1936?", the only sensible answer seemed to be an emphatic "No!" By last week many of those who year ago had answered with such conviction were tentatively replying with another question: "Do you think he can?" Professionals...
Since women are barred from fighting bulls professionally in Spain, they can break into this lucrative industry only by dire expedients. In Madrid last week beauteous blonde Maruja Fernandez, who was a beauteous brunette two years ago when she broke into the bull ring for charity performances, declared: "I believe the Spanish fighting bull is nobler than man. Man is not like the fighting bull which will follow your cape if you are skillful. Man is always seeking advantages and trying to keep woman at a disadvantage. A fighting bull thrills me more than any man I have ever...
Last week, in Boston, O'Mahoney and George climbed into a ring to put the matter to the test...
...growling and groveling of which most wrestling addicts heartily disapprove although they know it signifies the sincerity of the bout they are watching, Wrestler O'Mahoney contrived to throw his opponent over the ropes. Rules specified that George had 20 seconds in which to climb back into the ring. When he failed to do so, Referee James J. Braddock, Heavyweight Boxing Champion of the World, raised O'Mahoney's right hand...
...were trouping through Louisiana. . . . On the train we passed a village called Old Town and there was a Negro's cabin burning. Mac turned to me and said: 'There'll be a hot time in Old Town tonight.' It had the ring a good title ought to have and I jotted it down on the top of an envelope upon which I was scribbling the notes of a new march I was composing for our parade in New Orleans. The march became the song and the title...