Word: assaulters
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Emerson led the assault of Harvard students of a comtemplative bent, who came to Mount Auburn to lose themselves in the shady walks. James Russell Lowell used to wander through Mount Auburn's glades "in pursuit of poetic thoughts," according to one noted writer, who also noted that Franklin Pierce was lost in thought under a tree there when he was informed that he had been nominated to the Presidency. Of course, we too were lost in contemplation, but since no one rushed to inform us of any impending elections, or great poetical thoughts, we just thought of the mist...
Blitzing New Jersey, New Hampshire and New York last week in an assault on G.O.P. Eastern strongholds, Estes Kefauver ignored noisy Eisenhower enthusiasts among his street-corner crowds and an Oklahoma-born cold that reduced his drawling dramatics to a-hoarse whisper. But the vice-presidential nominee and aides were hard put to ignore what they considered a pointed dig: the absence of New York Democratic bigwigs from the Syracuse-Rochester-Buffalo area when Kefauver made a one-day stand in upper New York state...
Unexpected Casualties. This time the Israeli attack did not go quite as planned. It took nearly two hours to capture and blow up the fort. Troops trying to take it by frontal assault across flat ground crisscrossed with barbed wire suffered un expected casualties. When the U.N. truce chief. Canada's Major General E.L.M. Burns, called for a ceasefire at midnight, the Israelis rejected it because, as a spokesman admitted later, "we weren't through yet." At that time, Israeli forces sent to block off reinforcements ran into a tough fight five miles east on the Samaritan road...
Bloody Sea. But fail they did, and the decision was made to open the passage by capturing the shore. On the morning of April 25, 1915, 60,000 Allied troops headed toward the Dardanelles peninsula in the first great amphibious land assault of modern times. In an age when armored landing craft were practically unknown, British, French and Anzacs went ashore in a flotilla of paddle steamers, trawlers, yachts and river tugs. Scarcely a naval gun boomed to soften up the Turkish beaches before them: the warships at Gallipoli were too busy transporting the troops. The result was carnage...
...scaled Gallipoli's third ridge and looked down on the calm waters of the Narrows, only 3½ miles away. Mustapha Kemal Ataturk was then an obscure colonel commanding a reserve division at Boghali near the Narrows. Grasping instantly that the heights were the key to the Allied assault, Kemal threw his whole division into the attack, drove the Anzacs from the ridges and pinned them to the cliffs. That night the Anzac toehold seemed so precarious that the corps commander asked permission to pull out. In the best British tradition Sir Ian fired off a midnight reply...