Word: shoveling
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...mountain a caveman and his woman crouch low while the horrid monsters of King Kong and The Lost World stomp & roar, waggle their heads, lash their tails. New York's Messmore & Damon, U. S. monopolists on the construction of mechanized monsters, have furnished two dinosaurs, a brontosaurus, a shovel-jawed elephant, a sabre-toothed tiger, a wooly rhinoceros and prehistoric specimens of gorilla, horse, giraffe, giant turtle...
...increased to ten, the invaders took their revenge by binding and gagging J. M. Boyd '35, CRIMSON editor, who was at the time working in the building. In spite of the gallant attempt at rescue made by R. P. Buch '34, and the effective defense afforded by the shovel of Adolph, veteran janitor, who was subsequently imprisoned in the boiler room, the visitors succeeded in driving Buch out of the building and into the inner sanctuary of the Catholic church. They immediately removed Boyd from the premises, and drove away to Wellesley Hills...
...their Prince of Peace, towered majestic and compassionate above the snow-bogged motorcade. With his left hand the Savior supports a cross taller than himself. The right hand is raised in benediction. Darkness came on as the drivers of the eight sedans jumped out and began vainly to shovel. Slowly the snow-whipped statue vanished into the night. Shivering and whimpering, the 40 young women grew rapidly hysterical, were roughly told to remember, in case anyone should come along and ask questions, that they were all either "brides" or "seamstresses...
...fever. He strolled to the kitchen to get a drink of water. He put a stray book neatly back into the case. He evened up pens on the desk. He idly fingered a jigsaw puzzle with his name on it. He went "down cellar," watched the furnace man shovel coal. About noon he disappeared upstairs, presumably to shave, as so many New Englanders do about midday...
...have made present-day German letters something for smart U. S. publishers to conjure with. Professorial-looking, no friend of war, he was not raised to be a soldier but a professor. Some five universities, years of study in philosophy, languages. French and English literature, graduated him to pick & shovel work in a Labor Corps. Like his hero Bertin he sweated his spectacles steamy in Macedonia, Serbia, northern France, spent 13 months at Verdun before he settled down on the Eastern Front. Now, with the help of his education, he is getting the War out of his system, hopes...