Word: watchful
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Starting and sprinting practice down to the Cottage Farm Bridge and back was the order yesterday and Bolles also said he was going to have Captain Bennett take a spin in the launch to watch the boat...
Followed by 40 automobiles, the bus sped down the highway toward Duck Hill. Two miles from the scene of last December's murder, 500 country folk, including women and children, waited expectantly in a patch of pinewood. When the motorcade from Winona arrived, the mob closed in to watch as the terrified Negroes were dragged from the bus. People in the back rows could hear heavy chains clink as the two blackamoors were made fast to trees...
...hatted West-Enders returning from their revels loitered in the chilly streets of London early last Sunday morning to watch the Duke of Norfolk's partly-dressed rehearsal of the Coronation procession. Thousands of others rose from their beds while it was still dark, turned out to get a better idea of what happens when a British monarch is crowned than most of them will get on the day of the ceremony. At 6:16 a.m. the procession moved off en route for Westminster Abbey. As the four-ton gilded coach, similar to that in which King George & Queen...
...other lines, comprising the most important Lakes shippers, is the Lake Carriers Association of Cleveland, which trains seamen, presses harbor development, hires icebreakers and employs Newton D. Baker as general counsel. In the face of the new amendments to the Seaman's Act of 1915, requiring a three-watch system on all freighters, which will add about 20% to lake crews this year the Association this spring hiked wages back nearly to 1929 levels, beginning at $87 a month for common seamen. Holding out for still higher pay, however, Detroit sailors last week were stubborn enough to cause...
...vacation is the time to watch the spring come in, not to fly to tropical summer or to stretch out winter to the crack of doom. It's the time for a dash on the young colt through country lanes in Connecticut, for tramping over wet hills, bag over shoulder, pushing a golf ball from bog to bog, trap to trap, and every so often sinking a birdie. Time to rise with the dawn, and hark to the lark in the trees by the edge of the lake in the morning mist, and watch the forsythia push forth in glory...