Word: chair
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...reporters playing bridge in the office late at night comes Chief of 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...
...Manhattan the club owners of the American and National Leagues held their annual meeting with Commissioner Judge Kenesaw Mountain Landis in the chair. In many hours of the sort of conferential argument known as bag-punching they discussed a point...
...requires the best of skill and asepsis. Infection can cause more trouble than hypertrophy. Because the patients are usually elderly men whom ether anesthesia would make susceptible to pneumonia, surgeons prefer local anesthesia. The patient can be propped up in bed the day after his operation, sit in a chair after a week, be well in three weeks. Dangers against which the convalescent must guard include pneumonia, hiccoughing, gas on the stomach. Epsom salt is poison to the convalescent...
...Hoover and Mellon sent a chair to Coolidge the other day. The former President, being a man of very few words, won't thank them until they have sent two beds, a table, a rocker and some kitchen utensils." On the stage, Eddie Cantor's props- comparable to Will Rogers' gum and spinning ropes-are blackface makeup and white-rimmed spectacles. He accentuates his lines with eye-googling and eccentric prancing. When he wrote his first book a year and a half ago (My Life Is in Your Hands, autobiography), he required the aid of a ghostwriter...
...dress. I heard a woman in the seat back of me remark to her friend: 'Ain't it awful the way these women dress? You can't tell school teachers from ladies now a days.' . . . Tom shambled into my conference room and lounged in a chair; the pool of his clear honest eyes was troubled. He liked the girl, he said, awfully, but he wished she'd not 'paw' him, they weren't engaged or anything. Last evening he'd told her so; in fact had gone into it at some...