Word: armorers
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...breaks loose. So when lovely Olga Halka, Ziegfeld chorus girl and heroine of Janney's new novel, left the Boston Colonial Theater on such a victorious night, exuberant hearties closed in, dragged her off into the darkness. "Help!" screamed Olga. "Help!" Help came: a "huge figure" dressed in armor and wearing a golden cross. With stunning blows "from [his] mighty mailed fist" the apparition mowed down the Harvard line like a visitation from Yale. Olga scuttled to safety-and far away, "in the Early Gothic Room of the Cloisters in the northern tip of Manhattan," a stone statue...
...cobblers: a wooden Dutch shoe for the wet lowlands, a cool leather sandal for Arabia's hot sands, a warm quilted-cotton boot for Manchuria's bitter winters. Wooden manikins wore beautifully embroidered costumes from the Andean highlands and a fascinating suit of woven palm-fiber armor made for a South Sea island warrior. There were tiny statues, ceremonial masks, hoes and puppets from such widely separated areas as Borneo, Europe and Africa, all done with the same careful skill. And outside, the museum will soon set up its most ambitious project of all: a complete fisherman...
Last Stand. Mossadegh's last stand came at 109 Kakh Street. U.S.-built Sherman tanks, ranged at each end of the tree-lined avenue, dueled for four hours, 75-mm. shells clanging off their World War II armor. The defending Mossadegh forces ran out of ammunition first, and it was all over. The losing commander was turned over to the royalist mob, which pulled him apart. A tank smashed the green grill gate, and thousands of attackers swarmed into the yard. Mossadegh had got away...
...into the wire barrier. Czech border guards stood by, mouths agape, as the machine snorted through the wire and crossed into West Germany. None fired, or even raised a Tommy gun. The car rumbled westward for several miles before West German police caught up with it. Vaclav "unbuttoned" the armor and out tumbled eight happy Czechs. "I want to get to my husband and the U.S. the fastest way," said a very poised Mrs. Cloud. "Will you please telegraph...
...outsider can yet judge how extensive was his control in his ministry, except that it was not sufficient to protect him. That a detachment of tanks and soldiers probably backed up the arresting officers does not necessarily indicate army interest; his own elite secret police formations have that much armor. Beria at the key moment could not control his own ministry. Malenkov was emerging as the actual, as well as the nominal, head of party and state...