Word: ately
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...bluff. It was the signal to row ashore, that the way was clear. W'hen Clark and his team reached shore, Bob Murphy was on hand to greet them: "Welcome to North Africa." That day, in a red-roofed villa on the road to Algiers. Clark and Murphy ate bread, jam and sardines, plotted the North African invasion with French leaders brought by Murphy. Suddenly the telephone rang, followed by the cry: "The police will be here in a few minutes." Tipped off in time's nick, Mark Clark and his men ducked desperately into the wine cellar...
Allowed for the most part to forage for themselves by night, the plateritos chewed the grass of the town square down to nubbins, ate up the flowerbeds around the bandstand, munched the leaves and pink buds off the scrubby palo borracho trees that line La Rioja's streets. They followed housewives from the marketplace and sometimes quietly stole vegetables from their baskets. At newsstands they even snagged and ate the latest edition of the daily Cordoba. As the pack prospered and multiplied on such fare, fines were imposed on loose burros and a squad of "burreros" was formed...
...fishing. Until this year, Mauritania, whose Berber people call themselves "whites" (Bidanes), felt itself too poor to have a capital of its own: it shared Saint-Louis, which was the capital of black Senegal. In Dahomey, which means "The Belly of Dan," after an ancient king who ate his victims, the fiercest warriors were once the Amazons. And among the Tuareg tribes of the Niger, it is the men, not the women, who wear veils...
...wandered in and around Wigan (population then a little under 87,000), and the account of these wanderings still makes the reader feel that he has been dragged heels first through a municipal garbage dump. Orwell lived in rooms that smelled "like a ferret's cage" and ate unmentionable meals at tables under which there was sometimes a full chamber pot. Even Louis-Ferdinand Céline's vomitive delineation of the Paris slums could not bring more repulsive social maggots into focus than those fixed by Orwell's baleful lens. He went down the wet, dripping...
...Mountains and the younger conspirator of the Cairo barracks spent the night together in an army tent. Tito regaled his guest with the story of how his desperate 19,000, surrounded by a ring of 120,000 German and other troops, buried their hard-won field guns, slaughtered and ate their packhorses, and then, losing nearly half their number in the charge, fought through the supposedly impassable Sutjeska River canyon, broke through to the safety of a great oak forest beyond the German lines...