Word: rippings
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...gulch gold was found on the shores of Anvil Creek, a few miles from Cape Nome. Overnight a rip-roaring canvas-and-scantling town sprang up, sheltering, feeding and quenching the notable thirsts of 20,000 miners, gamblers, tradesmen and wenches. Among that gaudy citizenry were such characters as Klondike Kate, Alexander Pantages and Key Pittman, now U. S. Senator from Nevada. By 1900, there was no place like Nome for placer mining. Then, when the beach and tundra had been furrowed of its treasure, Nome languished as a commercial city. Today less than 1,500 people live there. Last...
After a two-day rest-up at his mother's home in Okmulgee, Okla., NRAdministrator Johnson, accompanied by his ubiquitous secretary, Frances ("Robbie") Robinson, swept into Chicago last week to help settle the Stock Yard strike (see p. 9) and make one of his rip-roaring speeches at the Century of Progress. Neatly stacked in his room at the Drake Hotel upon his arrival were copies of the city's four leading newspapers: Col. William Franklin Knox's Daily News; William Randolph Hearst's American and Herald & Examiner; Col. Robert Rutherford McCormick's Tribune. General Johnson did not have...
...gone nuts!" One day last week that remark was radioed down to Earth from a crippled balloon high in the stratosphere. It represented the supreme frustration of three army officers marooned in a purple-black sky at 60,000 ft. Their rubberized gasbag, biggest ever, yawned with an enormous rip...
...bumbling Lord Stumber. Willoughby liked the job, adored Lady Stumber. When his devotion became too obstreperous she made him the scapegoat to cover the tracks of her real lover. Dismissed in disgrace and nearly down & out. Willoughby encountered his father for the first time, thought him a delightful old rip. Lord Ollebeare gave him some good advice, but shamelessly swindled him out of most of his remaining cash. Willoughby's education proceeded rapidly. On a tip from his father he visited another uncle, a decaying gentleman farmer, to try to chisel his way into an inheritance...
...five nights last week the 250,000 citizens of loud, lusty Memphis, Tenn. knocked off all work, played host to the bankers and businessmen, the planters and politicians, the farmers and their field hands. Negroes, white trash and riffraff of the entire mid-Mississippi Valley in one grand, rip-snorting jubilee-the fourth annual Cotton Carnival.* Richmond, Atlanta and New Orleans had had their days, would have them again. But last week was Memphis's and on her was every eye in Dixie. Memphis, where De Soto built his river barges 79 years before anybody heard of Plymouth Rock...