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Word: bamboos (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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Tracers flamed into the trees and bamboo thickets beyond the sand. Suddenly they stopped, and the Liberators poured over, bombing and laying down smoke. Small landing craft and barges zigzagged through the surf to land infantry...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BATTLE OF THE PACIFIC: From Rendova to Biak | 6/5/1944 | See Source »

...stepped up production from the ancient salt wells of inland Szechwan. Free China had little iron or steel to spare for this vital industry. Her engineers turned to the ways and the tools of their forebears. They fashioned derricks and drills from lashed timbers. They wove rope from split bamboo. For pipelines, snaking over the land from well to refinery, they used the hollow trunk of the bamboo...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CHINA: Salt for the Cellars | 6/5/1944 | See Source »

...signal rocket burst palely over the fortress island of Corregidor, Japanese batteries which had been shelling the island constantly for seven days opened up with a new and concentrated frenzy from their positions on the heights of Mariveles. Japanese infantrymen, ferried across the channel by small boats and bamboo rafts, swarmed onto the island's low-lying eastern shore...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Army & Navy - COMMAND: 15467 | 5/8/1944 | See Source »

...their hair gummed with mud and cattle dung into rampant cockscombs a foot tall, gathered around Anei Kur. They carried long durra stalks, symbolizing spears. As they approached the sacred river, they chanted age-old incantations, their meanings lost in history. At Nile-edge they met another bodyguard, bearing bamboo poles with ostrich feathers, defending the revered founder, Nyakang. With thongs of twisted grass, the guards of Nyakang bound the willing Anei Kur, marched him into Fashoda...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: SUDAN: God's Last-born | 5/1/1944 | See Source »

...cool room with blue leather and a blue rug, a couple of etchings and a map, Jack Curtin affects a huge uncluttered desk. A reserved man, shunning formal gatherings, he nevertheless likes to cock one foot on the desk and talk at length. He smokes incessantly-through a bamboo holder-and drinks tea without pause. He has good relations with the press (still sports his Australian Journalists Association emblem on his watch chain) and is a master at handling irate delegations. Recently a party went up from Sydney, determined to have a showdown on a union matter. When they...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AUSTRALIA: Journey Into the World | 4/24/1944 | See Source »

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