Word: sidewalk
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...houses where 40 years ago candles shone in crystal girandoles, and violins complained all night. A newspaper writer recently referred to Brooklyn as the "City of a Thousand Freaks," and many of the throwbacks who still live there are queer sticks indeed. You see them scurrying along the sidewalk on obscure errands, babbling cheerfully to themselves some as wear Dundreary whisker; some the plaid breeches of a fine de-siecle "sport," and many of them, particularly on sunny days carry umbrellas...
When a Bishop of the Russian Orthodox Church was deposited some months ago, screaming and kicking, on a Manhattan sidewalk, the police and the public had reason to know that holiness and tranquillity had, for the time being, parted company. The Bishop was John S. Kedrovsky. He had asserted that he was Archbishop of his church in North America, and hence presiding prelate of the Cathedral of St. Nicholas, Manhattan. He had with him papers from Russia to prove it. It was in an effort to make clear his position to Platon, the temporary Archbishop, that he had suffered...
...week it became evident that the Locarno Security Conference (TIME, Oct. 12, 1925) was drawing to a successful close. One evening Mrs. Austen Chamberlain and the wives of several of the other delegates signalized that the event was imminent by demurely planting themselves in chairs on the sidewalk before tha Palms de 'justice, where the conferees were in session. Crowded about them was a group of eager Swiss, bearing fireworks; the hamlet of which they were citizens was about to become immortal...
...Zayas administration lost his job the day the Machado administration took office and on the same day began to attack the administration through El Dia. As he reached his home shortly after 1 a.m. last week, a white man and a Negro suddenly shot him down on the sidewalk. His murderers were sought...
...idleness. When reproved, he issued a profane challenge to fisticuffs. A crowd formed. Up leapt Mr. Gettis. His old hand, rivered with dull veins, blotched along the back with great patches like distended freckles, hardened into a knot, smote the bully upon the chin, dropped him to the sidewalk. Said Mr. Gettis: "I'm not too old to thrash an upstart...