Word: ashes
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...brigade works like this: A. C. Ruthenbeck, a tall, ruddy farmer from Tracy, Minn., took delivery of his combine at Enid, Okla. last month. There he began cutting 200 acres of wheat for Farmer Fred Ash. Though the stand was heavy, the yield up to 30 bushels an acre, the sturdy combine averaged five acres an hour. At that rate Ruthenbeck cheerfully figured he could cut 5,000 acres during the summer-long northward trek to his Minnesota home. At an average charge of $2 to $3 an acre, Ruthenbeck's gross will...
Millions of fervid Roosevelt supporters have assumed and insisted that President Roosevelt is a genuine But the President made nis declaration of "nationalism" with hardly a flicker of a cigaret ash. Having plumped for 100% "integrity," he went on smoothly and solemnly. The nations of the world, said he, have an objective: perhaps they can reach a unanimity which would stop wars before they are started. In a sense, he added, the League of Nations had that very, very great purpose, but that got involved in American politics. That was why he and Secretary of State Hull had been working...
...Vesuvius was too quiet. For days the evil mountain had brooded, had hardly puffed a breath into the sky. Then the giant belched. Up from the crater roared towering pillars of smoke and ash. Down from the crater's lip licked tongues of molten stone...
...plane. It must be the man he was looking for. It was. On a kind of tumbril ... sat President Roosevelt. A gigantic banner over his head read 'This man drove us to the shambles'. . . . Cameras whirred, the crowds pointed their fingers and sang derisory songs. Ash trays from the offices were emptied on the head of the President. America had awakened...
...Churchill's." President Roosevelt drove about Cairo in a special Packard, bulletproofed with sheets of glass that weighed 90 lb. He called it "my county jail." His driver was Master Sergeant Harold A. Crotta, of Butler, N.J., who proudly showed correspondents a little pile of cigar ash on the running board. Said Sergeant Crotta: "Yep. It's Churchill...