Word: runway
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...July 10). Three months ago his backers withdrew. Granny Granville closed his Springfield shop, went to Manhattan to look for a job. Last week bad luck dogged him to Spartanburg, S. C. His little Gee Bee crashed to avoid CWA workers who did not know enough to clear the runway of the local airport on which he was trying to land. Granny Granville was killed...
Cleveland's big, bare Public Auditorium, scene of the Al Sirat Grotto circus, was empty except for circus attendants one morning last week when Beatty brought his cats in for rehearsal. Five old lions and four old tigers padded through the timber runway into the steel-barred arena, leaped up on their pedestals. Sammy, a big, smart, well-behaved lion of five years, perched just above the runway. Then six of the new beasts came scampering in. Third in line was a winsome young lioness named Bessie...
...master of absurdity and surprise, Joe Cook regularly employs three property men of his own to supplement his production's stage staff. He needs all of them in Hold Your Horses. He juggles a whopping hogshead which he catches on the soles of his feet from a steep runway. He directs Dave Chasen to drop down to the corner for some cigars, at the precise moment that Chasen disappears through a trap door. In his mayoral office is a statue which, when dusted, sneezes. He calls for his running pants, and a pair of trousers, propelled by an invisible...
Major J. Nelson Kelly, manager of the field, who with his wife and Pilot George Haldeman followed the plane in an automobile after its start up the runway, said later that he felt sure de Pinedo would stop after his overladen ship, reeling drunkenly under 1,030 gal. of gasoline, veered almost off the concrete as it got up to 80 m.p.h. But the man in the cabin was obsessed. He straightened the Santa Lucia and roared ahead. He lifted the tail...
Paul Codos, a big, swarthy Frenchman who has had a 15-year career of spectacular flying, sniffed the wind at Floyd Bennett Field one dawn last week. He glanced toward the head of the runway where mechanics were fuelling a huge Bleriot monoplane named for the late, famed Joseph LeBrix. He glanced toward the far end where two fire trucks, a crash wagon and an ambulance waited ominously. Grinning, he muttered "Eh, Bien." Then he and another seasoned French pilot named Maurice Rossi kissed their weeping mechanics goodbye, kissed the astonished field manager, climbed into the Joseph LeBrix...