Word: webbed
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...scorpion's forelegs, pinioned one of its knifelike pincers. By the second day odds among the scores of spectators who thronged the garage were 4-to-1 on the spider, with few takers. On the third day the spider began to enmesh the scorpion's stinger in her web, boosted betting odds 5 -to-1, spectators to more than 100. Finally the spider succeeded in lifting the scorpion three inches off the floor, tried time & again to approach it only to be driven back by the deadly stinger's furious lashings...
...loose, but it cost her one leg, part of another. Spectators raised the odds to 20-to-1. Like a Gulliver bound with Lilliputian strands, the scorpion struggled until its forelegs were swollen and paralyzed. Finally in a burst of desperate frenzy it freed its stinger from the silken web, got within an inch of the terrified spider when City Prosecutor John K. Hull stepped forward, chloroformed both spider and scorpion...
...cellar of a house in Baltimore one day last week a tiny black spider dangled listlessly from its web, waiting for a stray fly. No fly appeared, but across the cold floor slithered a 12-inch garter snake, foraging for food. Forked tongue flashing, the snake darted into the sticky spider web, got caught, quickly found itself trapped. The householder discovered what was going on in his cellar, began to watch. All that day and all that night the snake wriggled and twisted. Into the cellar next day flocked neigh bors to see the battle. The snake flipped and flopped...
...Hall. In the evenings he watches the first of the terrific little moths fling themselves with pings of desperation against the tin shade of his study lamp. And in the mornings, supine upon his pallet of horrid languor, he gazes with admiration at the accurate spider stretching her slow web across a corner in anticipation of the few flies which wander solemnly through the unremembered rafters of Memorial Hall...
Nazis. All this time not one peep had come from the Nazis, the real spider at the centre of Austria's web of worries. Their tactics were to say nothing and do nothing until the Heimwehr had finished for them the messy job of cleaning up Socialism. Then they hoped to rally the disgruntled of all parties to the Swastika. The famed Nazi radio station in Munich that has been the bane of the Dollfuss Government for more than a year led off the campaign with a scornful speech by pale, spectacled Theodor Habicht, Nazi "Inspector General for Austria...