Word: blew
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...greater than that of Leader Lewis whose code activities in Washington Miner Ryan distrusted. He harangued the men out of the pits when Lewis implored them to stick. He was the last to consent to a compromise with the operators. As delay followed delay on the code, he blew hot words on the miners' discontent. Why was there no code yet? Because the operators were stalling for time. Why did they want time? So they could mine a surplus of coal at low wages and then shut down and sell it at a big profit when a code...
...across the 200-mi. shorefront from Corpus Christi to Brownsville. The gloomy curtain rolled inland over orchards and cotton fields before the lappings and lashings of the wind. Long muddy-foamed sea waves licked angrily at the shore, tumbled into the lowlands. At Corpus Christi a giant steam whistle blew its shrill warning blast at ten-second intervals. Streets were deserted, houses and storefronts had been hurriedly boarded up. The townspeople were huddled in strong structures on the sand bluffs back of Corpus Christi, waiting. Suddenly the black clouds parted, the moon shone through, the rain ceased. There...
...time for Hitlerism to pull its horns in once more, and that Hand- some Adolf proceeded to do with superlative skill. In medieval Nuremberg, home of Die Meistersinger and Albrecht Durer, scene of the first public Nazi review, yet another huge Nazi fiesta was under way. Bands blew their lungs out, flags fluttered from every housefront, tens of thousands of Nazis tramped their feet sore. Innsbruck's Franz Hofer was carried to the reviewing stand on a stretcher and fireworks were set off with such complete disregard of the consequences that 50 people were rushed to hospitals, hundreds fainted...
...extreme circumspection. One day last week he set out soon after dawn to make a second visit to high, cool Castel Gandolfo, a Papal property in which most Romans expect Pius XI eventually to summer. As His Holiness whizzed along with his Master of Ceremonies suddenly POW !-a tire blew...
...steaming in columns of squadrons, 161 Japanese warships came up from a grey and choppy sea last week and dropped anchor in Tokyo Bay. Anchored in rows, the armada covered 36 square miles. Bugles blew men to quarters. Down one lane of warships and up another went the onetime battle cruiser Hiyei (now a passenger ship), stripped of her armament, but with the Imperial Standard (a gold chrysanthemum on a scarlet field) floating from her truck. Every man on every ship stood rigid at attention, for on the Hiyei's bridge was a tiny sacred figure, the owl-eyed...