Word: straw
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Roald Amundsen, Polar pilgrim: "The trophies of my recent three year Arctic trip have been stolen from their packing cases, somewhere in transit through customs. The cases arrived at Oslo, Norway, via Seattle, containing only straw. I lost rare skins, a cinema camera with many feet of film, and many priceless scientific objects. I am thankful, however, that my scientific records escaped...
...Straw Hat. In the American Laboratory Theatre, one of New York's repertory houses, Richard Boleslavsky, formerly director of the First Moscow Art Theatre Studio, stages a delightful, farcical frivolity that skips over the stage and down the aisles on pleasantly intimate terms with its audience. A French bridegroom must match a rare straw hat on his wedding day. Encumbered by a rural wedding party, driven by a fierce Lieutenant, he squirms from one ticklish situation to another, while the audience's amusement is heightened by music with strong rhythm, a buoyant chorus of youthful actors, ingenious flipping...
...straw with which the grounds have been covered in the past, have proven decidedly unsatisfactory, inasmuch as even a moderate wind would below the covering off the field. Although each of the four sections of the canvas weighs 1,600 pounds, benmen can spread and furl them in a fraction of the time formerly required to take the straw from the area between the goals...
...long narrow buses with red lights, electric motors and canvas roofs plied to and fro, silent as lizards. They were crowded. Diplomats, politicians, millionaires, sailors, Negroes, sportsmen went by. Vincent Richards, the tennis player, and his wife, and a raincoat. A huge black preacherman in a woman's straw hat. Mortimer Schiff. Mayor Walker...
Bandits. Just outside Cuernavaca the bandits waited. Wide belts, slovenly, half full of cartridges, maintained contact between their sleazy trousers and torn cotton shirts. Rain began to fall, soddened their straw sombreros, shortened their tempers. Crouching behind dripping bushes, they waited on either side of the Cuernavaca-Mexico City road at a place where the grade is so steep as to make crawling upward in low gear the only possibility...