Word: sidewalk
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...lifted the tip of the umbrella form the sidewalk, mumbled a word and fell in with the other's rapid stride...
...Manhattan, almost every paper sold thousands of extra copies. Throughout the U. S., Warde hit the front page the moment his body hit the sidewalk. Editorial writers reacted instantly. The comforting New York Times asked: "Is life worth living?" answered: "Of course life is worth living," mentioned a few of the things worth living for: "... a majestic sunset or moonrise ... an understanding look in another person's eyes. . . ." The crusading New York Post noted the extensive efforts to save the suicide, asked: "If so much could be mobilized for one man, how much could be accomplished by a fully...
Citizens of Moscow gathered in little knots on the sidewalk near Bogoyavlenie Church, gaping in amazement last week as Orthodox dignitaries blandly celebrated a requiem high mass for the late Rumanian Dowager Queen Marie. This was accompanied by loud, priestly chanting clearly audible some distance from the church. So far as the press could learn, there has been no such honoring of royalty in Moscow since the Revolution -yet last-week the famed Communist Union of Militant Atheists took it lying down. The Secret Police kept hands off, evidently on instructions. In his youth, Joseph Stalin studied for the Orthodox...
...knot of sidewalk spectators bustled a puritanical gaffer. He grabbed Lady Godiva's wrist, clawed at her dangling bare leg: "Down with this sacrilege; wearing nothing but a bathing suit! This is supposed to be a God-fearing country." Lady Godiva's father, marching beside the mare, knocked the old man to the pavement. The crowd pinned him down. As police dragged the oldster to safety he shrieked: "How dare they do that to a little girl of 13? Poor little innocent-making an exhibition of herself at that tender age! I think it's awful." Unabashed...
...could hold the rackets together. At once his generals began quarreling. Just before Sam died in a friend's front parlor Max tried to get the doctor to give him an injection so he could say a few words in the presence of witnesses. Outside on the sidewalk, in the dawn, Art and Perry and Cork stood with shoulders hunched and hands in pockets, wondering bleakly what was to become of the rackets...