Word: spats
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Nazis busied themselves during the week at the expense of the Jews in the Bavarian town of Gunzenhausen. It began when storm troopers piled into a Jewish saloon to reprimand an "Aryan" at the bar. In the excitement a Jew spat on a storm trooper. He got away somehow, fled from house to house, finally hanged himself. Meanwhile the whole town had turned out for a finish fight. A little racial war rammed up and down the streets of Gunzenhausen for hours. Soon the jail was jammed with prisoners, all Jews, and the wounded of both sides crawled home...
...salute you, men and women, born in a war period, bravely facing failure to replace anarchy with government, taking up the torch of civilization!" spat out white-haired, dinner-jacketed Manley O. Hudson '01, Bemis Professor of International Law, closing the initial meeting of the New England Model League Assembly in the New Lecture Hall last evening. Saved to the end of a red-tape program which had obviously bored him, to prevent the audience from melting away, Professor Hudson had benignantly fulfilled the League's hopes telling the assemblage that the institution which they imitate is a going concern...
...triumvirate; in a midtown Manhattan hallway, where a policeman found his body; of coronary sclerosis. In Williamsport, Pa. he declared himself an artist at the age of 9, later began decorating safes, bandwagons, grocery stores when he was not boxing, wrestling, carousing. A roistering Rabelaisian to the last, he spat sulphuric scorn at highbrow art dealers, highbrow criticism, highbrow notions of technique, all living foreign artists and most dead ones except Rembrandt, Renoir and Franz Hals. Typical comment : "Da Vinci is the bunk - a mathematician, a subway digger." Died. Conrad E. Biehl, 67, Colorado's "glass eye king...
...fishermen sit over their long bamboo poles. For nearly a day last week no barges reached the Paris quays from either Seine or Oise. Fifteen miles down the river where Seine meets Oise at the village of Conflans-Ste-Honorine, the barges were tied straight across the stream. Bargemen spat in the water and waited...
...entire Tokyo area of 5,000,000 people. He trotted to his doorstep with pails of water, set them outside to extinguish imaginary fires. Overhead he saw enemy planes in small formations zooming out of the mist, circling over parks and department store roofs where anti-aircraft guns spat upward. Suddenly the street blossomed with colored vapors, to indicate that poison gas and incendiary bombs had been dropped. He coughed in good earnest as a smoke screen smelling like burning rubber billowed down on him. Suddenly the street was streaked with cars, motorcycles and bicycles scudding past, carrying members...