Word: sleek
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...whom the factory was named, Soviet Dictator Stalin has been anything but pleased by such results as Old Bolshevik Dybets has been able to achieve at the Stalin Plant in Moscow. This makes not stubby little 4-cylinder sedans for small-shots of the Communist Party but huge, sleek 8-cylinder cars for bigshots. According to the Plan, the Stalin Plant ought to turn out 24 limousines for bigshots per day, is turning out only six. Its motor truck division is doing pretty well, producing 205 heavy-duty trucks per day (the plan calls for 225), but doughty Old Bolshevik...
...around Clarksburg, completely equipped, immaculately clean throughout. His 105 cows supply a large part of the milk for Clarksburg's 30,000 people. Last week it was no novelty to Dairyman Poth to see that one of his Holsteins, named Alta Clover, was about to calve. Patting her sleek sides, he guessed that she might even have twins. He penned her up for the night...
...stronghold of Tories who felt so secure that years of niggling graft were heading the Province for a sudden, swift, pro-Liberal reaction to "throw the rascals out." It came soon, and ebullient young Mr. Hepburn could not have chosen more shrewdly the moment for his political debut. Increasingly sleek, fashionably dressed and attentive to women (although happily married, albeit childless*) "Mitch" at first used to go about saying frankly, "I owe my election to ladies, Liberals and Labor!" In those days he was blatantly the proletariat's friend. In 1930 at 34 years of age, Mr. Hepburn...
...much I saw lying there. Deomys, a lanky rat with hind legs like springs, came bounding past in pairs, their sleek orange fur glistening in the half-light, their white bellies immaculate as snow. Bundles of purplish fur bobbed up and down amongst the water weeds, every now and then appearing on open patches of mud and sand, balanced on their pale, stilt-like supports and long, naked tails. A marsh rat (Malacomys) has much to do as darkness falls, searching out likely feeding grounds, cleaning his dense woolly coat, preening his immense whiskers, and apparently fraternizing with his kind...
...first thing that Ivan Petrovich remembered, the first thing in all his life, was the warm sleek side of a sow, the fat rich smell of her, and the squeaks of the little piglet he'd pushed away to make room for him, and the huge woman that tore him away from the sleek warm sow and hit him and said, 'You little sookin sin' (son-of-a-bitch), and something about piglets being money and babies a devil's own nuisance." The next thing Ivan remembered was his mother killing his father with...