Word: roared
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Arrow-swift, a darting racing car swept over the Etruscan Appennines last week, scaled with a virile roar the heights of Monte Titano, swept into the Borgo of San Marino, oldest* and smallest† republic in the world. Behind, far behind, panted a lumbering caravan of limousines. Before they had scaled the nearly perpendicular republic, Signor Mussolini had leaped from his racer, received the respectful welcome of the two Capitani Reggenii (Regents) of San Marino. As the swaying limousines drew up, there clambered out, Signora Mussolini (Rachele Guidi), their daughter Edda, their sons Bruno and Vittorio. Round about stood...
...weeks ago, late one night, seven grimy miners toiled in the zinc-and spar-veined bowels of a mountain near Salem, Ky. With a surly roar, the wall of their tunnel collapsed behind them. Two men dashed for the shaft, shouting, "The cut's pullin', boys!" Another man, Roy James, could have escaped, but tore back the other way, through a foaming flood of subterranean water, to warn his comrades, George Castiller, Harry Watson, U. B. Wilson and Randolph Cobb. . . . Out in the shaft, Garth Heare, the mine's superintendent, labored night and day to drill through...
...Stanley's comrades reached him in the water, but soon both were sinking. Toward them came then a droning roar, a splash, a gliding swish, and strong hands reaching down to hold their heads above water until a third rescuer, the Quartermaster's launch, sputtered up to take the two gulping, gasping privates aboard...
...they mean. If there is a mite of unction spread through Author Rogers' pages, it is not obtrusive nor out of place in a book that is bound to be laid warmly and strongly to the hearts of many people?a book, by the way, from huge presses that roar today on a Long Island plain Walt must often have crossed, meditating...
...Pompey. Recollection swerved almost to the outside rail but he was behind the field and there was no interference. They broke at the turn; the thud of their racing-plates sounded incredibly loud, a prolonged piratical drum-roll, in the silence that replaced the crowd's first roar...