Word: saws
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...land as farmers despair ingly watched their acres brown under a relentless sun. Even the potent Federal Farm Board was not potent enough to bring the relief that only long soaking rains could give. Corn tassels burned. Live stock on the ranges drank from dwindling water holes. Truck gardeners saw their vegetables shrivel up and die. In many a city officials worried over the water supply. Forest fires licked menacingly through Minnesota, Wisconsin, Idaho, California. Greatest in a score of years had been the July drought...
...guards and two other prisoners the Ford wheeled over the 40 miles to the State Farm. His one rheumy eye (the other, albino, is blind) for the first time saw automobiles, a steamshovel, a road roller, skyscrapers, an airplane in flight. He licked his first ice cream cone, drank his first bottle of ginger ale. His only question: "Aren't there any more horses?" So violently did new sights and sounds impinge upon his prison-warped senses that he was left almost speechless...
...distress to Old Swedish Town. How the Bolsheviks had closed his church. How they had taxed the little farms nearly out of existence. How the Gammal-Svenksby exiles had no shoes, little food, few clothes, and how they longed to return to the Sweden their ancestors had left. He saw and particularly impressed the King's brother, Prince Karl, Duke of Vastergottland. In a few weeks he had raised enough money to enable the Swedish Red Cross to transport the entire 900 inhabitants of Old Swedish Town back across Europe to Sweden...
...roaring crowd at the new crimson- seated Chicago Stadium saw a notable fight. Tired by last minute weight-making tortures,* for two rounds Champion Mandell barely kept his feet as Brooklyn's Tony Canzoneri, tough challenger, rushed and slashed, came close to rocking Rockford's sheik to sleep. Then class told and Tony Canzoneri found himself taking many a left jab, many a deft hook, on the chin, on flattened nose, in his lean torso. Baffled but vicious, the Italian continued his savage rushes. To "Long Count" Dave Barry, referee, they looked convincing. But not so convincing to the ringside...
...Charles Scribner Jr., wife of the Manhattan publisher, summering in Massachusetts, riding her Irish hunter, saw a farm horse, stung by a bee, go dashing away dragging a hay rake. Mrs. Scribner gave chase, followed the runaway up hill and down dale, around curves so sharp that one of them sent the hay rake zooming off by itself. Agile, she caught and subdued the horse...