Word: blowed
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Congress last week transformed a monster sword into something faintly resembling a plowshare. It was the War Department's $160,000,000 project on the Tennessee River at Muscle Shoals, Ala., a power dam to generate electricity to fix atmospheric nitrogen to make nitrates to make explosives to blow up the Enemy...
...their incessant civil wars in Shantung, a Chinese province, but the home of numerous Japanese colonists. Tsinan is the capital of Shantung. From Tsinan efficient professional Japanese troops drove, last week, ten times their number of ragged, nondescript Chinese soldiery. Right or wrong, the Japanese Commander, General Fukuda, struck blow after crushing blow with a mailed fist constituted by 5,000 Japanese troops which he recently brought up from the seaport of Tsingtao (TIME, May 14). When 6,000 desperate Chinese took refuge in the old walled quarter of Tsinan, last week, and later attempted with great bravery to fight...
...hours of the New Lecture Hall Convention that started the merciless succession of events whose end is not yet, no one can say. While one of the delegates from another state was thundering, "You shall not crucify mankind upon a Cross of Rome" he never dreamed that a mighty blow was being struck for him only a few miles away. Heflin, ever the cunning strategist, covered his main point of attack by the blatancies of convention excitement. Meanwhile his benchmen were elsewhere, stabbing deep. When morning came the shamrocks in the blinds of ex-Mayor Curley's home looked down...
...looking rain squall between Binghamton and Cortland, N. Y. He thought it best to land and selected a field on a stock farm. The field was knobbly. The ship bounced and turned a somersault. Mr. Sweet, having unbuckled his safety-belt, was pitched against the cockpit wall. A head blow killed him. Lieut. Hoppin, belted in his seat, was unbruised...
...When I returned to the World after a witch's Sabbatical, they told me I should blow off steam in The Nation. They told me there was no governor on that steam. Previously the World maintained its right to censor what I wrote for them. Now it wants to censor what I write elsewhere. After the tradition of Uncle Tom, I can still say that, while my body may have belonged to the Press Publishing Company, my soul belonged...