Word: bomb
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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From London last week came an indication of how deeply dreaded and how widely expected is war from the air. Officials of the London Zoo ordered deep pits dug under the Zoo gardens to store the more valuable animals, gave keepers rifles to shoot any that might escape from bomb-damaged cages, ordered all poisonous snake; and spiders killed immediately war began
...running toward a medium-sized bomb when it burst. My mouth was open and the shock was so violent that I was unable to breathe for some seconds, and indeed thought that my throat had been torn away, and that I had only another half-minute or so to live. I did not notice that I had been wounded until I felt that my throat was intact, and managed to start breathing again...
...standing within ten yards of a large bomb will be torn to pieces, and the pieces thrown for hundreds of yards. A brick wall is not merely knocked down. It is shattered into a hail of projectiles which may kill people at a great distance. At a still greater distance the blast is translated into a wave of sound, but a sound like that of the last trumpet which literally flattens out everything in front of it. ... It is the last sound that many people ever hear, even if they are not killed, because their eardrums are burst...
...what Professor Haldane believes to be scientific standards, King George and Queen Elizabeth last week were taking pathetically inadequate precautions, which will leave them just about at ground level in case of an air raid, not 60 feet down under. Read a United Press dispatch from London: "A bomb and gas-proof shelter is being built in the basement of Buckingham Palace for the King and Queen. It consists of two rooms which formerly were the maids' resting rooms. ... A large hole has been knocked in the wall of the Palace near the shelter to enable the King...
...look of a knockout revue. Yet that is chiefly a tribute to its direction. The satire is goofy but glib, the jokes are neat rather than new, the lyrics trip smartly but lack kick, the tunes are good to hear but hard to hum. Composer Rome offers nothing so bomb-bursting as his last season's Sing Me a Song with Social Significance, nothing so hilarious as his Chain Store Daisy. Only once could a first-night audience, half drawn from Who's Who and half from the Social Register, roar with joy: when a packed stageful...