A mere scratch of a pen and he would have money enough to move on to some other Dallas, and there gain the start he needed-enough, at least, so that he could tip his waiter and pay cash for his Coronas.
"Flowing Gold"
Rex Beach
Great silver Coronas-or rings of light-constantly arose in the north, passed to the zenith and melted as they descended to the south.
"The Eternal Maiden"
T. Everett Harré
As I am not a millionaire I don't offer these Coronas to everybody.
"The Red Planet"
William J. Locke