Word: burnes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Hostages to Burn. At guard-change time one afternoon last week, Myles and Smart directed half a dozen other hard cons in a fast grab of two guards, armed with .30-cal. rifles. Young Smart coldly shot Deputy Warden Theodore Rothe dead. Other ringleaders captured Warden Powell, used the telephone to lure in other staffmen, slashed one guard who resisted, locked up five stoolpigeon convicts, whipped up some 30 other inmates (total: 435) and armed them with knives and meat axes. At nightfall the warden talked one convict into helping him escape, quickly called for an attack by National Guardsmen...
...pair of cell cages in the third tier. On the bars above and around the sides, the ringleaders stationed convicts with jugs of naphtha from the laundry. Their orders: at the first noise of an attack from outside, pour the naphtha on the hostages, light it. "We'll burn 'em," shrieked a convict from the wall, and Warden Powell got word from inside that they meant...
Late the second night Warden Powell heard over his ever-working prison grapevine that Myles had decided to burn the hostages. He acted quickly, led a 50-guardsmen bazooka, machine-gun and rifle attack. The first bazooka "V-O-O-R-O-O-M" so shook the cons that they got only one naphtha jug poured, never got it lit before machine guns scared them away. Wept one guard: "It was like getting your life back again...
...with an editor whose offices had been smashed by Red-led street mobs. "People should not have done that," mused General Kassem. "They should have left matters in the hands of the law. But the revolution is a fire, and in this fire both the dry and the wet burn." It was a metaphor to ponder...
...born. For months he ate nothing but fruit, trained himself for what was to follow. On the afternoon of Oct. 6, 1954, he walked out of his Athens home, telling his wife Kiki: "Don't worry. I'll be back soon." But he also instructed her to burn his old clothes, so that no dog could pick up a scent from his clothing (the British once offered $1,400 for an old suit of Grivas...