Word: slept
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Traveler Balfour found Oriental night life squalid, Damascus disappointing, with trams and a dump heap of wrecked automobiles bulking large in his impressions. He saw no cedars on Lebanon, was bored by the Syrian desert, slept soundly in the wilderness while his companions complained that the howling of jackals kept them awake. But at Baalbek Traveler Balfour's up-to-date boredom crumbled as he brooded over the temples of the past, felt his heart beat more rapidly as he awakened to the enchantment of the legendary cities of the East...
...beat them. There were grueling portages around roaring rapids. Fever and bloodsucking insects sapped their strength. Once, when a whirlpool caught a canoe, a porter was drowned and Kermit nearly perished. They eked out their provisions by eating monkeys, Brazil nuts, honey, birds, turtles, fish, palm tops. Leader Roosevelt slept in a cot, which toward the end sagged badly; the others slept in hammocks. One day, to Roosevelt's surprise. Rondon revived flagging spirits by erecting a sign naming the river "Rio Roosevelt" by authority of the Brazilian Government. The party cheered bravely and went on. When they finally...
...usually composed of unemployed or partly employed industrial workers not only in big centres like Chicago and Cleveland but in smaller manufacturing cities like Moline, Ill. and Gary, Ind. Not infrequently the shirt-sleeved amateurs went to the theatre after work, rehearsed and played there, ate there and slept on cots pitched on the stage. Through the League's play service, such "agitprop" pieces as Comrade, Mr. Morgan's Nightmare, Who's Who in the Berlin Zoo were supplied to workers' theatres up & down the land. Acceptable and exciting as they may have been to Marxist...
...came over toward me and grabbed me and put his hand over my mouth and pulled me into the tan sedan." After that George remembered riding a long time, sometimes in the tan sedan, sometimes in the trunk of a "big, grey Buick." One night he and his captors slept by a river. George asked if they were going to drown him. Another night they slept in a stand of timberland. "That made me think, well, I believe it belongs to my father." His last three nights in captivity were spent in a house near Issaquah, bundled in his blanket...
...virile and first-rate, the women decorative, did not mention the portraits of Lavalle's Daughter Alice, 14, and Son John, 10. Socialite friends. Mrs. Kermit Roosevelt and Mrs. Junius Morgan, poured tea for the reception, while his wife visited her Cincinnati kin. Next night John Lavalle slept soundly in his bed in Manhattan's Harvard Club and the critics' calm little notices of his first show in years were already in print for the Sunday supplements, when at dawn tragedy smashed insanely into John Lavalle's life...