Word: wildes
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Stinson's name in Detroit. Both, nearly there, dropped in Montana. After flying all night through difficult weather, Mr. Schiller was forced down at Billings, almost out of gas, Mr. Stinson reached Missoula, which has a flying field, with his motor balking from a stuck valve. Fearing wild intervening country, he decided not to chance it with the cranky engine, and quit the race...
...Gene is stabbing Jack off ... oho . . . Jack wandering around Gene . . . Dempsey drives a hard left under the heart. . . . Jack pounded the back of Tunney's head with four rights. . . . Gene put a terrific right . . . hardest blow of the fight . . . Gene beginning to wake up ... like a couple of wild animals . . . Gene's body red . . . hits Dempsey a terrific right to the body . . . Jack is groggy. . . . Jack leads hard left. . . . Tunney seems almost wobbling . . . they have been giving Dempsey smelling salts in his corner. . . . Some of the blows that Dempsey hits make this ring tremble. . . . Tunney is DOWN . . . down from...
...Brown died in Watertown, N. Y. James K. Chilson and George K. Johnson died in California. "NINE and Tunney is UP*; . . . backing away . . . now outboxing Dempsey . . .Jack trying to get Tunney where he can hit him . . . following . . . motions Gene to come in and fight . . . Dempsey comes in like a wild man. . . . Dempsey is DOWN from a hard left to the jaw. He is UP ... Dempsey's eyes are getting worse. . . . TUNNEY LOOKS MAD . . . drives hard on Dempsey's eye, and it is a very, very bad eye. Dempsey is very, very tired . . . Dempsey is almost down. . . . FIGHT IS OVER...
...Story, as the title* implies, is that of a wild goose-chase for happiness. Until she was 18 Judith Earle lived in a solitude broken only by the occasional comings and goings of the children next door. They have been her entire experience of life; of them she thinks or dreams; her thoughts are a tissue of memories,, remembrances of bright small faces, of intense childish devotions, of games of hide-and-seek, all woven together in a dark shining maze, blown and changing like the leaves on an autumn lawn. Then suddenly she hears that the children next door...
There have been persistent rumors circulating among the denizens of the yard that a special freight car will bring it East and that all Purthunder will strike terror into the thunder will strike trror into the hearts of the Crimson stands and sound the note of victory for the wild warriors from the West...