Word: scimitars
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From time to time, he has owned many another. Among the journalistic corpses which litter his past are the New York Mail, swallowed by Frank R. Munsey; the Detroit Journal, swallowed by Hearst; the Memphis News-Scimitar; a paper in Lancaster, Pa. These he bought and then sold. But he rejects vigorously the idea that he is a newspaper broker. "It is a good business," he says, "but it is not my business." He sold the Mail, he explains, because neither he nor his partner, Henry L. Stoddard, had the money to carry on. The Journal was a sacrifice...
...Fixit (Eldon F. Roark) on the Memphis Press-Scimitar gave a pint of his blood to a woman who almost died in childbirth, during the Mississippi flood. He brought in two husky firemen to do likewise. ... In one month he obtained jobs for 300 people, later helped start a free municipal employment bureau. . He found homes for stray dogs; reported street cars that had flat wheels...
Black and silver Cito von der Marktfeste, a German shepherd, strode into the ring like a buccaneer. He was tall at the shoulder, his tail swung behind him like a curved scimitar in a tasselled scabbard, his mouth curled with an ironic courtesy. He regarded the spectators with complete composure, his lean face masking carefully but not completely its sneer. Intimidated by his arrogance, the women who sat nearest the ring applauded its proud and villainous visitor...
...dawns that French airplanes do not drone aloft to release bombs. At Aleppo, Horns, Hama, Seraand, Suedia and Salkhad other French garrisons defend themselves by similar means. French semi-armored trains and auto-convoys ply with grim regularity this sea of revolt. When a lone Frenchman ventures forth, a scimitar flashes or a crudely cast bullet dumdums into his flesh. But Syria is far from Europe, farther from...
Sunning themselves on a pier at Cattolica, bathing resort near Ravenna on the Adriatic, were Signora Benito Mussolini and her 15-year-old daughter, Edda. A heavy sea was running. The wind was whistling. Spray was flying. Cutting the air like a scimitar came cries for help. Up jumped Edda, peered seawards, saw a bobbing head. Without hesitation she dived into the roaring brine. With long, strong strokes, she propelled herself to the bobbing head, which she discovered to belong to a woman. As the drowner was about to sink, Signorina Mussolini grabbed her, managed to keep her afloat until...