Word: snort
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...endurance record. Piloted by Dieudonné ("Doudou") Costes and his companion Paul Codos, it made its way over flat-roofed, smelly Marseilles, to time-broken Avignon, to musty Narbonne, and then over the same route again. For 52 hours and 34 minutes the Breguet's motor snorted along. Then with a last puff and snort, the ship touched ground gently at her starting point, Istres Aerodrome near Marseilles. For 8,026 kilometres (4,987 miles) Costes & Codos had ridden a closed circuit with one load of fuel. The pleased French Government gave them an $8,000 bonus for breaking...
...include the former owner. Last week the Government announced that 3% of all peasant farms in Russia have been thus collectivized. Five million communized yokels now toil on 60,000 collective farms comprising what were once more than 1,000,000 peasant homesteads. In these "Grain Factories" snort Ford tractors...
Another thing that made journalists snort at Columbia last week was the annual report of Dr. John William Cunliffe, director of Columbia's School of Journalism. Wrote he: "Reporting and copy-reading (if the terms are strictly interpreted) are young men's jobs and most of those engaged in them get out into executive or editorial positions as soon as they can; very few wish to stay as reporters or copyreaders all their lives; the strain is too great...
Herr Schmeling was being cautious. His opponent's long left arm was flying over-head very frequently. Senor Uzcudun was clumsy. His nose is so flattened on his face that a punch on it makes him snort for breath like a prize hog. It seemed best to him to cross his big bony arms in front of his face to protect it from Schmeling's choppy thrusts, to bend over forward and try to butt Schmeling around to where he could be hit by a wild-swinging attack. After he found the range, Uzcudun thrashed often and heavily into Schmeling...
...horse-riding cinemactor, one Will Morrissey, comedian, gibed: "Your horse Tony has a great future in the talkies. The horse can at least snort. But what can you do?" Tom Mix struck the giber on the jaw, knocked him down...