Word: blast
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...last week, Kol Nidre, the mournful prayer-hymn in which good Jews ask God to release them from unfulfilled vows, throbbed in countless synagogues. It was the eve of Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement dedicated to fasting and turning toward God. At Yom Kippur's sunset, a blast on the shofar (ram's horn) brought to a close the ten-day high holidays of the new Jewish year. To Congregation B'nai Sholaum in Brooklyn, N. Y., the first day's sun of year 5700* brought something new-a woman in the pulpit. Helen Hadassah...
...Other steel bottlenecks: Continuous mills roll semi-finished steel into sheet and strip much faster than open hearth furnaces now operating feed them with ingots. Nor can the blast furnaces now in operation keep up with the open hearths. Steel making at Youngstown, Ohio dropped two points (to 80%) this week because of a shortage of iron. At Buffalo last week Bethlehem Steel blew in its old No. 2 blast furnace. One blast furnace, last relined in 1919, was put in service. Rush orders for refractory brick to reline steel and iron furnaces made Pittsburgh's Harbison-Walker Refractories...
Germany's armies from East Prussia, with the shortest distance to go, were the slowest to blast their way to Warsaw's outer defenses. Impeded at the Narew River after taking Plonsk and Pultusk, they were halted last week at the Bug. At the junction of the Narew and the Vistula, the fort city of Modlin had yet to fall at week's end. But artillery diverted for this defense weakened the Poles on the southwest. Smashing into Cracow, Germany's armies of the south swept on into the Industrial Triangle to take Sandomierz, Poland...
...lion, bored and weary, had curled up behind a divan, was peacefully snoozing. It was not the moment for the niceties of hunting etiquette. Marksman Peskin was taking aim, when the Amazone's Captain Nyhoff nervously reminded him that a luckless shot in the gunpowder magazine might blast them all to kingdom-come. Swallowing his professional pride, Marksman Peskin inched closer, then fired. The bullet pinked the beast between the eyes, but miraculously he bounded across the deck, roaring like a pampero. Drawing a bead on the rampaging lion, each guardsman fired. This time he dropped for good...
Byron refused to answer Lady Falkland but had her informed that she was mistaken and that if she continued to annoy him, he would insult her. Her final disillusioned blast: "Don't write to me. I will not open any letters from you-nor will I see you if you call...