Word: stools
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...excitement lasted precisely 141 seconds. Levinsky rose from his stool in the corner, walked across the ring. The Negro knocked him down, first with a solid left hook to the chin for a referee's count of two, then, when Levinsky got up, three times more, for counts of five, five and four. After the fourth knockdown, instead of falling on the floor, Levinsky collapsed on the ropes in the corner of the ring. Dazed and beaten, he muttered something which the referee mercifully took for a superfluous confession that the fight was over...
...instructors sometimes lent a helping hand, four finalists were put through a test which suggested the ancient Pa-ku-wen of Imperial China.* In the exhibition hall of the Beaux-Arts Building carpenters built four little cubicles of composition board. Each was furnished with a drawing board, reading light, stool, ash trays, sets of drawing instruments and water colors. Just outside stood four army cots. Then for three successive weekends the four contestants were shut in these closets for 36 hours straight, given three successive problems to work out. Food and sleep were optional. First problem was to design...
Dean of Manhattan's bookmakers, "Long Tom" Shaw, 6 ft. 3, grey-haired, with a diamond stickpin in his tie, a grey felt hat over his shrewd Irish face, has been taking bets at New York tracks since 1906. At Belmont Park and other New York tracks his stool is No. i in the. line of bookmakers in the betting shed. The odds chalked on his slate are highly respected by his confreres. A onetime New Orleans bicycle-racing champion, Tom Shaw, now 60, rides in an open Rolls Royce...
Like most modern satirists, Artist Citron is shrewd enough not to omit herself. A picture of a broad-beamed young woman sprawled on a stool and scowling at a drawing board is supposed to be a self-portrait. Minna Citron is actually much better looking. She was born Minna Wright of Newark, N. J. Henry Citron, to whom she has been married 18 years, is a Brooklyn paper box manufacturer...
...impersonated by big-eyed, golden-haired Actress Helen Chandler, Angela Shale is a young woman who looks like an angel out of Heaven, but generally acts like the most mischievous little shrew who ever sat on a ducking stool. By tears, coquetry, wheedling, imprecations, she is bound and determined to make her husband sell his electrical invention to the power trust, accept a steady job and settle down in an all-electric house in the suburbs. Alternately dazzled by his wife's charm and enraged by her breezy feminine sophistry, Dick Shale (Bramwell Fletcher) is equally determined to exploit...