Word: backes
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...artillery opened up. From Far back in France, big shells roared through the sky "making the sound of thunder which accompanies sheet lightning." Each shell took 68 seconds to reach its destination in Germany after a flight of some nine miles. "The angry 'pang, pang, pang' of French 755 joined in the chorus. Their shells followed a short trajectory and made a sharper, hissing sound above us." German shells came back over, bursting far in the rear, each making a wide glow in the night...
Other dispatches of last week told of a French night patrol which captured three Germans. When they got back to a French dugout and could see, Captive Kurt Stöpel, German cyclist, recognized Captor Robert Oubron, French cyclist, against whom he had often pedaled in international races...
...Australian bank manager named Charles M. Shaw. For years Charles's gorge rose at the silly lies told about "Bernard," while he practically choked at the slanders circulated-often by Bernard himself-about the Shaw clan. The Shaws, after all, he says, can be traced all the way back to 12th-Century Scotland, and it was perfectly outrageous for Bernard to portray them as shabby-genteel failures, and to label his own pa a hopeless and horrible drunk...
Bert Lahr is at his best when he goes royal, wrinkling his sub-Bourbon nose and speaking French as though afraid it might bounce back and hit him. As for Ethel Merman, if she is a little less than kin to Du Barry, she is more than kind-makes her, in fact, the most likable royal trollop that ever pranced behind footlights. More of an 18th-Century tomboy than a glamor girl, Merman booms and torches away in her train-announcer's contralto, jouncing her personality all over the stage, giving the King the oo-la-lahr, then...
...Back in 1911 a tousle-haired, 18-year-old country boy named Huey Long, from the "redneck" hills of Louisiana's Winn Parish, walked into the dingy Union Street office of the New Orleans Item one day and asked for a job. Said Marshall Ballard, editor of the Item then & now: "I'll give you $10 a week." Said Huey, grinning as he walked out : "That's not enough. Keep your eye on me-I'm going places...