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Word: roped (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...filed the bars of her cell, sneaked out to the yard. There she dug up a ladder, fabricated for her in the prison blacksmith shop by love-struck convicts and buried by an infatuated guard. She nimbly scaled the wall, let herself down the other side by a blanket rope. Waiting in an automobile to carry her away, prison officials believed, was one David Minton, a recently paroled prisoner who had fallen under her spell...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CRIME: Fascination | 5/18/1931 | See Source »

...near the Weaving Works last week. Three score of the self starved strikers dropped from exhaustion, were carried to a hospital. Hunger striking was not in the contract of the chimney sitting printer. Sympathizers threw him rice balls, hard boiled eggs and apples. Then he was provided with a rope and a bucket, hauled up plentiful nutriment hand over hand...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: JAPAN: Sitting Printer; Bean Soup | 5/18/1931 | See Source »

Whenever the Los Angeles or the blimps J3, J-4 and ZMC-2 are launched or landed at Lakehurst, N. J., a ground crew of U. S. sailors catches the ship's dangling ropes, holds on hard. Lately the crew's mascot, a nine month old bull pup named Tige, learned to help. He would seize a rope end in his strong young teeth and pull amain...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Animals: Lakehurst's Tige | 5/18/1931 | See Source »

Last week Tige was holding on to one of the J-3's ropes when the blimp took off on a practice voyage. Tige's jaws were clamped bulldoggedly; he soared aloft. Valiantly, for five minutes, he clawed space and the yielding rope for a foothold. At 400 ft. of altitude, his jaws relaxed and he plunged downward, spinning, and smashed his life out in a forest of scrub pine and sand...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Animals: Lakehurst's Tige | 5/18/1931 | See Source »

Just before the attack was to start a tiny fishing launch shot out from Funchal pier with a large white flag flapping from its flagstaff. As it neared the Carvalho Araujo the cabin opened. Out stepped Rt. Rev. Antonio Emmanuele Pereira Ribeiro, Bishop of Funchal, swaying unsteadily. A rope ladder was dropped. Hand over hand, up went His Reverence, his purple silk skirts flapping about his legs, to plead for the cessation of all hostilities, but Commandante Correia locked himself in his cabin...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: PORTUGAL: Madeira Truce | 5/11/1931 | See Source »

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