Word: wilde
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Nazi flag with its great swastika. The Reds, as Germans fully expected they would be, were at once attacked by New York policemen. During this Wild West conflict, Captain Leopold Ziegenbein stood aloof and calm on the Bremen's bridge in a uniform of cool white duck. Said he as New York ambulances clanged away with dozens of injured and his ship prepared to sail for Germany: "We don't know what the future has in store for us. We don't know what is going to happen next...
...call, though faint, was strong enough to arouse the tame geese on the place. The old Toulouse gander sent back an answering challenge to his wild cousins, while his mates stretched out their necks and screamed to the top of their long throats. They rushed along the dark ground, beating their wings and tipping the grass with their toes, only to wheel pitifully and try again...
...killed him on the spot. When he fell in love a rival tried to take advantage of his sentimental state by robbing him. Hardin merely dropped his money to the floor, then killed the rival when he stooped over to pick it up. Not so deadly a shot as "Wild Bill" Hickok or the great King Fisher, Hardin was craftier and faster on the draw than any man of his time...
...city marshal. Although Thomas Ripley writes with frank partisanship, unearths terrible scandals in Hickok's career, unbiased readers may feel that the famed gunman nevertheless emerges as an individual of great gravity and self-control. Although Hardin's prejudices were inflamed when he heard that Yankee "Wild Bill" killed only Southerners, they got along well until Hardin once made too much noise while bowling and "Wild Bill" arrested him. Getting the drop on the marshal, Hardin cursed him as one who would shoot a boy in the back. Waiting to be killed, Hickok merely said gravely: "Little Arkansas...
...Sheriff Charlie Webb, whose friends, resenting it, lynched Hardin's brother, two cousins, and a friend. Escaping to Florida, Hardin was captured by a Texas Ranger who traced him through his wife. By the time he had served his sentence and been pardoned, the West was no longer wild enough for him. His second marriage turned out badly, and in a mysterious squabble in sinister old El Paso, Hardin, then an ambiguous small-town attorney, was killed by a deputy constable while rolling dice for drinks...