Word: washer
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Closer to the old-fashioned esthete is hollow-eyed, taciturn Maurice Sterne, hard at work in California last week on a panel for the Department of Justice. Once a bottle washer in a Manhattan saloon, he later spent many peaceful years in Italy, taught Edward Bruce, a prime advocate of the Government's new deal for artists, how to paint...
...haunts his days, Trelia his nights. As the old man's attitude grows more threatening, the girl becomes friendlier. But when Johnny sees that she cannot return his love, he says good-by to her. The old man, out of sheer fiendishness, kills an inoffensive Italian window-washer and an Irish bartender, then has Johnny arrested for murder. Because the old man swears he was an eyewitness and Johnny's alibi is weak, things look black for him. But with Johnny in deadly peril, Trelia's love suddenly awakens, matures overnight. With a woman's unerring...
...employment office furnishes all the equipment, which consists of a red pail, chamois skin, sponge, and soap, and states that it will have a man on the job one hour after notification. The workers are to be trained by an experienced window-washer, and will receive $.50 per hour, with a minimum charge...
Painter Hayden, war veteran and former mail carrier, was earning his living as a window washer and scrubman on Park Avenue when he won his first art prize, $400 and a gold medal, in 1926. His employer added $3,000 and sent him abroad to study. Painter Hayden managed to make the $3,400 last him five years in France, was finally sent home penniless by the American Legion last autumn. The Harmon Foundation now gives him an occasional meal, provides him with canvas and paints. His winning composition shows an African head beside a heaping vase of spotted Argus...
...time of his shirts' reappearance the celestial said, "Thursday, then." The conversation seemed to have reached an impasse, but Wing followed up with a brisk right to the chin, "They got big guns, hey? Twelve inches! Some big guns! We only got little guns, so." The washer of the linen demonstrated the size of the Chinese guns with his hands, leaving the iron to rest on a shirt, but his gesticulation were cut short by a thin wisp of smoke arising from the offended garment. Wing seemed in the best of spirits after this demonstration of his ironing ability...