Word: washing
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Tacoma, Wash, (population 106,817) has had more than its share of major kidnappings (George Weyerhaeuser in 1935, Charles Mattson in 1936), does not think highly of the way newspapers and radio cover this kind of news. After the Mattson boy was murdered the Tacoma Chamber of Commerce publicly censured reporters and editors for "gross mistakes that many people believe may have prevented the return of this child unharmed" (TIME, Feb. 8, 1937). Last week crime news was worrying Tacomans again, but this time they were afraid they weren't getting enough...
...driving ("-And Sudden Death"), has collected tips for the benefit of heavy smokers who wish to reform. In step with a recent upsurge of articles on smoking, in the current issue of Scribner's, Mr. Furnas offers several anti-smoking aids for what they are worth. Samples: 1) wash out the mouth with a weak solution of silver nitrate which "makes a smoke taste as if it had been cured in sour milk"; 2) chew candied ginger, gentian, or camomile; 3) to occupy the hands smoke a prop cigaret...
Married. George Robert ("Bob") Crosby, 26, swing bandmaster, younger brother of Crooner Bing Crosby; and June Audrey Kuhn, 19-year-old Chicagoan; in Spokane, Wash. Swingmaster Crosby divorced his first wife last spring...
Fifty-one voters of Milton, Wash. (Tacoma suburb) last week marked their ballots for one Boston Curtis, Republican candidate for precinct committeeman. Boston Curtis was elected. Milton's Mayor Kenneth Simmons, a Democrat, chortled hugely. He, who had sponsored Candidate Curtis and filed his papers, had proved his point that voters "have no idea whom they support." Boston Curtis is a large brown mule...
...dank, dark, bar of a small-town hotel somewhere in up-state New York. Here they were, the whole train-load of them, stranded, with wash-outs ahead and bridges, out behind, isolated on a flood-girdled island. He was wet and weary and he thought rather apprehensively of the rising waters all around, but the beer was good and, by God, this was adventure of a sort. Out of another day was this dingy room, with its hideously-hewn, dirty-mirrored bar, its splintery floor, its dirty walls plastered with reward notices of rogues, new ond old. On these...