Word: riot
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...There never has been a riot in Cambridge and there never will be one," asserted Major C. R. Apted '06, superintendent of care-takers, in an interview last night. "The unpleasantness of last year was mere fiasco. I don't know anything about this talk of having a riot next month to celebrate the anniversary of last year's disturbance. We are always prepared for all emergencies, but I don't know anything about a riot...
...Mister Tussmester and fellow goats, poison'ly, I'm getting tired eating all the tin kens our friends in City Hall has been feeding us the last few years. Even a goat becomes gradually tired from eating tin kens, tin kens, tin kens, tin kens." A riot destroys the City Hall, scares the politicians into adopting City Managership. They drop their differences and become a "non-parteesian" party. With the new City Manager at the head of the same old gang, the same old round begins all over...
...young bartender set up one on the house. That only made things worse. The boy, thoroughly frightened, snatched a revolver from the till and fired wildly over the crowd's heads. First shot sprang a delicate golden fountain from the side of a whiskey barrel and reversed the riot. The barflies rolled on the floor with gaping mouths and tore at each other's clothes. Somebody upset the lamp and started a fire just as the proprietor walked in the door...
...gigantic piles of pink masonry which are the towering gates of the Forbidden City, all traffic was cut off. Troops with fixed bayonets lined the road. At strategic intervals the Shui-hui (volunteer fire companies) were drawn up with their hoses ready. They might have been preparations for a riot, a great parade or a state funeral. A funeral in a sense it was. All night long gangs of coolies in ragged padded cotton clothing passed down that roadway dragging creaking carts and wheelbarrows piled high with boxes and packing cases. Three thousand separate cases went that night, 882 more...
President Albert Lebrun of France was up most of the night, before the riot because the Cabinet of that stylish Paris Lawyer Maître Paul-Boncour was falling -on the issue of this year's budget which French Deputies have threshed with increasing futility for two weeks (TIME, Jan. 30). Final debate dragged through 22 hours. When famed Papa Henri Chéron, stubborn old Norman Finance Minister, demanded an "absolute [balanced] budget" at the cost of drastic tax uppings and salary slashes, he was met by arguments for what was called a "relative budget...