Word: briefness
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Most of the South and East had a brief respite from snow and cold. But with warmer temperatures came pounding rains, and with the rains came the year's first floods-which, like snow and cold, seemed likely to set many a new record. Towns were isolated, bridges washed out and highways blocked in Tennessee, Kentucky, West Virginia, Ohio and Pennsylvania...
...There's not going to be any stuffy goodbye to the troops," said retiring Chief of Staff Ike Eisenhower. Accordingly, the ceremony in the Pentagon was brief. President Truman drove over from the White House. In Army Secretary Royall's unpretentious office Ike stepped forward, administered the oath of office to his friend & successor, homely, homespun General Omar Bradley. Then the President pinned a Distinguished Service Medal (his third) on Ike's chest. "I'm highly honored," said Ike. "It gives me more pleasure than you," replied Truman...
Russell K. Height Jr., 28-year-old ex-G.I. who had a brief blaze of glory as a brigadier general of the Moslem raiders in Kashmir (until the U.S. State Department put on the damper), landed back in Denver. British-born Mrs. Haight promptly slipped on the leash: "We're going to raise a family-five or six." Said husband Haight: "I will cooperate...
Past & Present. It begins with an essay on Byzantine art and history, goes on to discuss the crowns of the Visigoth kings, "the most wonderful relics of the barbaric art," moves on to a thorough examination of medieval hunting, proceeds to a brilliant essay on Picasso, followed by a brief recollection of London literary and artistic life after World...
Discursions. Intermixed with these scenes are long essays on revolution and German philosophy, brief glimpses of minor characters in a technique similar to that of John Dos Passes in U.S.A., long autobiographical discursions grouped under the heading: The Disintegration of Values. Some of them are hauntingly phrased: "The man who from afar off yearns for his wife or merely for the home of his childhood has begun his sleepwalking. . . . He still hears the voice of the demagogue, but it comes as a mere unmeaning murmur. He stretches his arms sideways and forwards like a poor tightrope dancer who, high above...