Word: took
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Famed throughout Texas grew Pitchfork Smith's thunderous writings, his private battles, his oratorical eloquence. Old timers still quote from his street-corner oration on the death of John Barleycorn, the night before Prohibition took effect. One of his speeches ("When You Die, Will You Live Again?") was so highly esteemed by one P. S. Harris, president of Lucky Tiger Remedy Co., that Mr. Harris gave The Pitchfork a lifetime advertising contract, reprinted the speech and sent copies to every barbershop...
Ekins' record stood unchallenged till last month, when a wealthy widow named Clara Adams, famed in airline circles as an inveterate first-nighter, saw her chance. When Pan American's Dixie Clipper soared away from Port Washington, L. I. on its first transatlantic passenger flight, Mrs. Adams took her seat. In Marseille her plans nearly went agley. Fellow-tripper Julius Rappaport of Allentown, Pa., confessed that he too hankered to make a record. With chivalry worthy of Phileas Fogg, he finally withdrew, leaving Widow Adams unrivaled in the field. July 3rd found Widow Adams in Jodhpur, India, joshing...
Meantime all plane makers heard heartening news. In 1922, when British Aeronautic Engineer Frederick Handley Page took out U. S. patents on his wing slot, a safety device to control spinning and stalling,* he demanded a fancy price for installation: about 5% of the plane's cost (as much as $25,000 for a DC-4). Too costly for most plane makers who hesitated to devise variants lest they infringe on British patents, wing slots were rarely used. Many a flier crashed who might otherwise have been saved...
...come." Mrs. Kaufman announced that she would sell or give The Castle to Father Divine unless her neighbors bought it for $40,000. She reduced her price to $10,000. Still no takers. In great agitation, threatening to "spend $100,000 to rip this city apart," Mrs. Kaufman took to her bed with a nervous collapse...
Gilbert Wright, now a writer, used to be a cowpuncher, a lifeguard, a utility technician, a tutor. Born 38 years ago in Kansas, he graduated (1925) from the University of California, where he studied physics and mathematics. He taught math at a military academy for a year, took to writing short stories. Unwilling to capitalize on his father's fame, he used the pseudonym of "John Le Bar." Liberty found out who he was some years ago; since then he has signed his own name to his fiction...