Word: slid
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...crowd cheered and clapped as the President-elect slid back down to the seat. On the bandstand sat Chicago's Mayor Anton Joseph Cermak. Mr. Roosevelt beckoned him down to his car. "Hello, Tony!" "Hello, Mr. President!" After a moment's chat Mayor Cermak turned to walk away. A man rushed up to hand Mr. Roosevelt a long telegram. The President- elect started to read- Bang! Joe Zangara was standing up on a wobbly bench among the spectators firing his pistol at President-elect Roosevelt not 35 ft. away. The first shot dropped Margaret Kruis, Newark showgirl, with...
...extraordinary series of state-owned railways, canals and skidways over the Alleghenies, built to compete with New York's booming Erie Canal. Canal boats, constructed in sections, were trundled through the streets of Philadelphia on low-wheel trucks, hauled to a railway, then chuffed, towed, pushed and slid over the 395 mi. of "State Works" to Pittsburgh. In winter when canals froze, all transportation ceased. It was a thoroughly unsatisfactory procedure, so a group of Philadelphians built the Pennsy...
...starter, Bea was persuaded to marry the middle-aged boarder. With her mother dead, her father helpless from a stroke, her husband (insufficiently insured) killed in a train wreck, a baby and no prospects, it might look to the reader as if Bea's career had slid back at the start. But only to jump further, Bea and her authoress simply roll up their sleeves...
...Johnston of Portsmouth was in the alleyway. Fifteen minutes later when the water had ebbed enough for an officer and a quartermaster to wade in, Seaman Johnston was found dead, smashed against the wall. On Christmas Eve they buried him at sea. Captain Trant read the service and they slid his body over the rail wrapped in the Union Jack. Passengers subscribed a $250 purse for his widow and children. The Majestic made New York harbor 24 hours late. In January 1929 the Majestic shipped another great wave which smashed in the forward hatches for three decks down. That time...
Precisely at 2:40 p. m. self-effacing Mme Lebrun took her place of honor. She cried, "I name thee Normandie!" She tripped the christening machine. Champagne foamed and spurted. The vast black hull slid down the ways and everyone-oblivious of the fact that it had begun to rain in earnest-sang "La Marseillaise...