Word: woke
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Finding a sleek coupe-&-trailer parked on Riverside Drive late one rainy night, an indignant Manhattan policeman hammered on the trailer door, woke up North Carolina's Senator Robert Rice Reynolds, his campaign manager and his Negro cook & chauffeur. Ordered the policeman: "Move on." Sleepy Senator Reynolds, who is trying to prove that he can tour 9,000 miles of the U. S. at a cost of $100 per person, climbed out, drove to another street. Next morning a garageman reported that Senator Reynolds & friends, annoyed by the patter of rain on their roof, had left in a taxicab, spent...
...advantages of weight (18 lb.), reach (3 in.) and a fabulous right-hand punch which had once killed a man. In all earnestness he had told reporters: "I'm scared stiff I'll kill Braddock. I dreamed last night I hurt the boy. I woke up in a cold sweat." Most sportswriters had branded the contest a gross mismatch, had almost unanimously picked Baer to win in the first few rounds. In the first three rounds the fun-loving Californian justified his reputation for high jinks. Dancing about in his black trunks adorned with a six-pointed Star...
...house in Ekaterinburg, says Bulygin. Moscow had already drawn up the plan for their deaths. As "Superintendent of the House of Special Purpose" came one Yurovsky. a "practical expert"; with him he brought ten Cheka gunmen (most of them Hungarian prisoners of war). At midnight. July 16. 1918 Yurovsky woke the Tsar and his household, asked them to come downstairs. Escorting them into a basement room, he told them that because of the approaching White armies it had been decided to move them farther away; the cars would soon be there. Besides the Tsar, the Tsaritsa, the Tsarevich...
Although he worked on a community farm, where food was plentiful, this peasant died of starvation. He had crawled into his little hay cart to rest from his forced labor and never woke...
Meanwhile at Gloversville, at Utica and at other communities of New York's Mohawk Valley, topers swigged the best liquor they could afford. Louis Bondsman & wife eventually went to their Gloversville bed. Cramps woke Bondsman up. He could not rouse his wife to help him for she was dead. He got out of bed and into the cold street where a policeman found him shuffling along, weeping: ""I'll be dead. I'll be dead'. I'll be dead. . . ." He died in an ambulance...