Word: blown
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...were so noisy on the train and in the town, where they stopped a congressman's speech with boos and ridicule, that the faculty began an investigation. The whole student body took up the protest on the night of July 12 and for four hours pandemonium reigned. Horns were blown continuously, windows were broken and furniture was smashed. Effigies of several prominent faculty members were stoned, tortured, burned, and hanged. This uprising, always referred to as "The Great Awakening" was followed by the dismissal of eleven men and virtually dealt the death blow to the ancient art of horn blowing...
...gentlemen," said the Prime Minister, "was Hill No. 60. Within a few minutes I think we shall have it." Captured twice by Germans, thrice by Britons, famed Hill No. 60, scene of the bitterest fighting in the Ypres Salient, was sapped and mined before the last successful British attack, blown up on April 17, 1915 by one of the most titanic explosions ever loosed by man in war. Last week British Brewer John J. Calder, who bought Hill No. 60 in 1920 for patriotic reasons, announced that he had finally perfected arrangements whereby the Imperial War Graves Commission will guard...
...American Airways Inc. airport operations manager R. I. Dunton saw his barometer fall to 28. When he looked again the instrument had blown away...
Near Norwich, N. Y., the Goodyear VIII, with the veteran Ward Tunte Van Orman and Alan MacCracken, was hurled down 8,000 ft. by a vertical current. The basket hit the earth, bounced up again, sailed on. Near Canton, Mass., the pilots deliberately landed, they said, to avoid being blown to sea. With a distance mark of 550 mi. they were (unofficially) winners of the fifth consecutive U. S. victory...
...content with a rapid succession of single biographical stunts, Author Ludwig here manages three somersaults in one leap, and lands, rather blown, upon his feet. Into one volume he has squeezed the life and works of Michael Angelo, Rembrandt and Beethoven, enough to occupy an author 20 years. The temerity of the performance may be pardoned, however, for the deftness of its execution. It is machine-made biography, but Ludwig is a facile mechanic, and only errs badly in poetizing, when he seems to write faster than he thinks. Except for the overripe interpretive verbiage, the volume can be read...