Word: bursting
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Moscow as Consul General went George Hanson when U. S. recognition of Russia promised to open up vast trade possibilities. Three weeks ago that glittering bubble burst (TIME,, Feb. 11). Following week, as a diplomatic suggestion that Foreign Commissar Maxim Litvinoff had played him false, President Roosevelt pared the staff of the U. S. Embassy in Moscow, closed the Consulate...
...refrain from asking what in the American scene is calculated to make fifteen millions of unemployed burst into spontaneous laughter. I refrain, from asking just what chortling in high glee over the delightful ironies of current economic phenomena will do for those fifteen millions. I refrain from asking how a breadline in Union Square or a jovial clash between striking longshoremen and machine-gunning militiamen on San Francisco docks will provide "What America needs." I do not think you should be expected to be able to supply answers to those question, because, after all, you are merely attending a university...
Soviet Congressmen shook their fists at the diplomatic box last week when the German and the Polish charges d'affaires remained seated as Bolsheviks rose and burst into the Internationale. Afterwards German Charge d'affaires Dr. Fritz von Twardowski snapped: ''I had no right to participate in a demonstration for or against Stalin or any other Soviet leader. I consider my failure to rise fully justified in that the Red anthem was sung not as a part of the formal program of the Congress but as part of an ovation for Herr Stalin...
...metallic chairs. Said KLM's report: "The experts came to the conclusion that the machine had been struck by a heavy flash of lightning which killed its occupants instantaneously, and that it continued flying until it struck the ground, where it crashed, somersaulted and the petrol burst into flames...
Three jolly young Germans, two of them stalwart youths and the third a pretty girl, burst shouting and laughing last month into a lonely Czechoslovak inn among the crags of snow-mantled Bohemia. They had come from Kiel to ski, they announced, and ski they did day after day, seeming to take no notice of the tiny inn's only other guest. Closelipped, morose and nervous, Herr Rudolf Wormys spent most of the time in his bedroom with the thick wooden door heavily bolted...