Word: thickness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Manhattan (TIME, Dec. 23), and after seeing President Hoover in Washington will return to Wall Street. If Finance Minister Luiz Montes de Oca should hasten from Mexico City to be in New York at that time, and several correspondents have predicted that he will, the weather would be getting thick indeed. At least the President-Elect has come straight to headquarters, cannot be accused of taking a correspondence course in what the U. S. wants him to do, a course in which too many Presidents of Mexico have flunked. Speaking of the U. S. last fortnight he said: "We" Mexicans...
...excessively ugly, good-humored and unambitious Peregrine ("Pithecanthropus") Smith, on a fortnight's pedestrian holiday from his police duties, meets up with an aggressive young Scottish engineer. They set out to cross Dukesmoor together in a thick fog. From the window of the moorland house a face watches them menacingly. Through the fog comes faintly the tolling of a bell-a convict has escaped! At Oakmere Pool lies the dead body of a man, stripped to his underclothes. . . . Thus this thriller, in the somewhat old-fashioned English manner: plenty of atmosphere and a well-defined trail, with...
...Detectives Crewe, looking for his old friend Sands, a better detective than reporter. There has been a murder, and a queer one. The dead man sits at his dining room table, lashed to his chair; breakfast has been laid for four, but nobody has touched it; everywhere is the thick stink of nicotine. The setting is melodramatic, but the action is confused, realistic: the policemen, the loudmouthed, lowbrowed coroner, the witnesses at the inquest, are photographically true to type. The satire on things political, policial, is at times more than implicit. In every detective story there should be a star...
GLORY BE TO THE HOLY VIRGIN WHO PROTECTED US IN THE THICK FOG. THIS CANDELABRUM IS DEDICATED TO OUR SEAMEN...
...Chagrin Falls. Out from the mountainous, forested pit of Bellefonte, Pa., Gethsemane of eastern airmail pilots, flew National Air Transport's Thomas P. Nelson last week. As he headed west for Cleveland thick snow flurries hid him from the ground. At snow-blown Cleveland Pilot Nelson was late, by minutes, hours, days. Col. Lindbergh, onetime flying companion of the missing man, flew his own machine over the treacherous Alleghenies to join 25 other planes in a systematic search of northern Ohio. Presumption was that Nelson was forced down by ice forming on the wings of his plane. Wing...