Word: station
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Ghost Train. The first mystery melodrama of the year is an importation from England, and, though the locale is changed to Maine, it remains as completely British as ever. The story is of a group of stranded passengers at a country station who are terrified by tales of a mysterious train-an eerie local, Alexander Woollcott called it-that made its unearthly appearance from time to time. The mystery itself is intriguing enough, but the solution is less satisfying. On the whole, the melodrama is rather less exciting than it should...
...LaSalle Street station in Chicago, a beaming throng awaited him. They threw roses, asters, lilies, gladioli at him. One devotee heaved a garland of such flowers about his neck...
...Sears, Roebuck & Co.), one of its most generous philanthropists. He has always been a force of purity in Chicago's grim politics. Last week he closed the door of his home on Ellis Ave., climbed into his limousine with his daughter Julia, was whisked down to the railroad station. He was off to see President Coolidge. Before the train pulled out, he gave a statement to the press. Illinois Republicans, who had thought he was going to talk to the President about business, read their newspapers that afternoon and wondered. Mr. Rosenwald had said, and would undoubtedly say again...
...mine's superintendent, labored night and day to drill through to the prisoners. Hard rock smashed the drill-bits. The mine pump failed. It was 153 hours (six days and a half) before Salem rejoiced and the victims, still alive and astonishingly cheerful, lay in the first aid station having their mud-caked clothes cut from their backs. In their cloth caps was scrawled this legend: "If we are dead when you find us, we are saved." Propped up in bed at home, Randolph Cobb told a terse, simple story: "We laid there till Friday morning, I guess...
...branch line of railroad takes you from the shabby Greensboro station an hour or two back through the hills to a smart, new station. Like as not the Travelers Aid attendant will invite you to use her telephone instead of the pay-booth. She is Winston-Salem's first hostess and sets the pace for hospitality. Climbing a steep green hill you arrive in the city's centre, where a huge factory, trim and modernized, notifies you at once of the city's presiding power: REYNOLDS...