Word: rodes
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Brooklyn. Billy Byrne, 8, eldest of four, was his father's favorite. Every day he walked from school to his father's plumbing shop, rode home with his father in an old car. One day when they got home Billy slipped down into the basement to play bandit. All the family were at dinner when Billy entered the dining room carrying his father's shotgun. Boasted Bandit Billy: "I got a bullet in it." Billy's father stood up, walked toward his son. Billy shot him dead, burst into tears...
...surged like a broad, human river past Stalin. Of the marchers 40,000 were picked Red Army troops. They marched and wheeled in perfect parade formation to a crunching accompaniment of fast Red Army caterpillar tanks, some mounting 2-in. guns. Leading the parade on a prancing cavalry charger rode red-faced, ham-fisted War Commissar Klimentiy ("Klim") Voroshilov, bowing and grinning, cheered as loudly on this day as the Red Dictator himself...
...Paris knows Jimmy Walker, who rode grinning in the middle (see cut). The third backseat rider, Chairman Albert Henry Wiggin of Manhattan's Chase National Bank, has nobody knows how many foreign commitments. Appropriately Mayor Jimmy made Banker Al the City's official greeter. Striking the note of a hen on anxious eggs at the City Hall, Mr. Wiggin greeted...
...time has passed when the nonpayment of debts was a pre-requisite of the aristocrat. That follow lived hard, died young, and rode to the Devil with the rest, fleeing before the window smashing that paved the way for our present commercial leisure class. His diaphanous lady has also gone the way of more flesh, and into her place swings the rebust, long-limbed woman of our time, with a figure for health and a comradely eye for a horse. Literature falters before her baffling smile, and the sad young men are troubled. To those confirmed in the opinion that...
...Mayor Walter E. Quenstedt of Annapolis hospitably went out to the city limits to greet the President. Through some slip up in arrangements, the President's entourage flashed heedlessly by, leaving Mayor Quenstedt & party stranded on the side of the road like a band of hitchhikers. The Mayor rode angrily back to town, wrote a letter to the White House demanding an explanation...