Word: rodes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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While Congress was talking its budget-cutting best, Postmaster General Arthur E. Summerfield rode up to Capitol Hill last week like Wyatt Earp moving in on an edgy town board. Before an economy-tortured House Appropriations .Subcommittee Summerfield sat down and made his peremptory demand: a deficiency appropriation of $47 million to carry on until June 30, the end of the fiscal year. Bluntly he threatened to "drastically curtail" post office services unless the committee gave him what he wanted; he invited Congressmen to say "whatever services you would have the American people be denied...
...flat, long light of a late afternoon last week, the oil exploration boat Submarex rode gently in the Pacific swell near the Southern California town of Redondo Beach. Below the water's surface. Professional Diver Eldon W. Smith, 31, began his ascent. Suddenly, the men on the Submarex intercom heard a scream tear from inside Smith's helmet: the diver, apparently rising too fast, was struck with caisson disease-knifelike jabs of pain caused by the accumulation of deadly nitrogen bubbles in the bloodstream-the "bends...
Dutch & Lucky. On the New Deal tide Jimmy rode high. His pockets crammed with money, he fronted for an army commanded by a young man named Arthur Flegenheimer, better known to his fellow racketeers and murderers as Dutch Schultz. While Schultz and his mob prospered in bootleg whisky and the numbers racket, Hines provided the necessary protection. Uncooperative policemen were shifted to faraway beats, district attorneys obligingly quashed indictments, amiable Hines magistrates freed the small fry. Into Hines's personal treasury came -in addition to the customary kickbacks from city employees and officials-vast wads of money from Schultz...
With Lady Eden he stepped immediately into a chauffered limousine and rode under state police escort to the New England Baptist Hospital where Dr. Richard B. Cattell of the Lahey Clinic was waiting...
Deep, drifting snow stopped the bus on which Bricklayer Carlo Soriano usually rode home from work in Borgo San Lorenzo. As Carlo braced himself for a long trudge homeward to the tiny Apennine village of Luco on that chill evening about 17 years ago, there was at least one individual in worse straits than he-a small mongrel dog marooned on a ledge beneath a bridge crossing the icy torrent of Le Cale. Crossing the bridge, Carlo heard the dog's whimpering, and clambered down to save it. From that moment on, Carlo and Fido, "the faithful "one," were...