Word: blows
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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What Next? On paper, Washington's indictment of Franco as the nonbelligerent lackey of Hitler and Mussolini was damning and determined. The Allied manifesto addressed to "leading" Spaniards was daring, high-principled and humane. But, as practical measures, what did they amount to? Would huffing & puffing blow Franco down? Would the brave words be buttressed by bold diplomacy? If so, would there be repercussions that might not only drive the Generalissimo from power but also upset still further the uneasy balance of Europe...
...military mind was closing in on the G.I. journals. Fortnight ago the Berlin edition suffered a body blow. The brass ruled that any letter to its "B-Bag" section, the doughfoots' one safety valve, must bear the letter writer's name, rank and serial number (not for publication, but in case the letters called for action). Under a rule like that, nobody was likely...
Miss Schmitt claims to have written every sentence in her book no less than three times. At its ardent best, her style is hopeful and reverent, rather than adequate. Amidst such prose, an occasional direct quotation from Samuel I or II comes like the blow of a hammer through a cotton work glove...
...side of the road, very fast and with both hands off the wheel most of the time. During the course of the drive, she missed by a hair two other cars, a cow, a drove of horses, a wagon and a road scraper but not a feint in the blow by blow account of the fight between her liver and her bile. Her liver was so sluggish that it had constantly to be primed in order to make it pump her bile. . . . Just before we went into the auditorium of the schoolhouse, she took two of the priming pills...
...mountainously fat woman in a very dirty housedress. When Author MacDonald visited the Kettles, Maw shouted at the dogs to "stop that goddamn noise." Then she hospitably kicked a path through the dog bones and chicken manure. Author MacDonald staggered; her nose had been dealt "a stinging blow by the outhouse lurking doorless and unlovely" near the porch. Once she ventured to wonder why the Kettles, who had a good stream, did not install a bathroom. Maw Kettle was incensed: "And have every sonofabitch that has to go, traipsin' through my parlor? When we start spendin' money like...