Word: knifings
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...peace officers under Sheriff Frank Blackburn was down below, coming up to get him. Well, they never would. Not for nothing had he sat through two showings of the movie Jesse James. This was his country, the Beartooth Mountains. Here he could live indefinitely with only his rifle and knife, eating his game raw by preference, hiding out in caves. They would never take him back; at least, not alive...
...boasted he could live in the wilds alone, unaided save by knife and gun. He slept in caves and shelters which he called "forts." He let his hair grow to his shoulders, his beard to his bulging chest. He could throw a baseball in the air and put four rifle bullets into it before it fell. Eight years ago, when he was 18, he accidentally shot himself in the chest. The bullet tore through his body but so tough was Earl Durand that he was out hunting again in a fortnight. He was never a bad boy, except once when...
...wall under Brooklyn Bridge with bums standing in each spot for warmth; three old slatterns on an alley bench, one drunk and swollen, clinging to elegance with a shawl, one still sturdy and vicious. But the best things in the show were Artist Vanka's palette knife paintings, smooth, slightly van Goghish, brilliantly composed, of a Bowery poolroom, a small-time movie house, cheap restaurant...
...Rhazes, famed Arabian clinician of the 9th Century, used successful if violent psychology in treating neurotic patients. He once placed a rich man, who was crippled by rheumatism, in a hot bath. Then, leaving a saddled horse at the front door, he grasped a sharp knife, brandished it in his patient's face and reviled him. Infuriated, the man leaped out of his bath, while Rhazes fled to his horse. The patient was cured, but Rhazes never returned...
...want," wrote Lonely Man, "is advice. ... I am 58 years old . . . out of work . . . have an illness that I believe to be incurable. . . . Those of you who have knife-edge pains shooting through you continually, who are unable to eat regularly, who cannot take walks or go to the shows, will understand my plight. . . . Suicide would be preferable to my present lot. . . . What shall...