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...dynamite at them and that held them back for a while. There was only one more round of ammunition apiece, and it was a thousand miles of green hell to the nearest civilization. Derek muttered. 'They won't make mincemeat out of me while I'm still alive. Cheerio, men.' He walked into the other room and there was a single shot. The cannibals charged again, and then a barrage of shots came from the other end of the clearing. 'Hurray,' shouted Brandy. 'Help has come. Now I'll be able to explore the Congo after all. He grabbed Stefani...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Moviegoer | 2/5/1940 | See Source »

From within a pub at Weymouth (England) after hours, a passing constable one night last week heard a cheerio voice propose: "Come on, let's have one for the road." His duty was clear. He routed out the publican, haled him before a magistrate. But the laugh was on the constable. The voice from within was no after-closing tosspot's, it was Lord Haw-Haw of Zeesen, No. 1 Nazi propagandist to Britons, tossing off a Briticism over short-wave radio...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Radio: After Hours | 12/11/1939 | See Source »

...final message on the gift set: Communication for any length of time with conceited and silly people is dull. You will understand therefore that we are giving it up. You are hereby heartily greeted by your affectionate "German opposition." THE GERMAN GESTAPO. The British operators answered: Message received. Cheerio. INMAN and WALSH...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: GERMANY: Himmler's Thriller | 12/4/1939 | See Source »

National service of this sort was indeed already being rendered by talents so widely diverse as Mystery Writer Dorothy Sayers, who wrote cheerio editorials for the newspapers, and Herbert Read, art critic and scholar, who prepared an anthology of prose and verse to be called (for its destination) The Knapsack-"just the sort of thing I wanted myself in the last...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Noonday & Night | 10/30/1939 | See Source »

...with her gas tank valves. While the two planes soared out over Foynes at 120 m.p.h., the tanker flushed the pipe line with nitrogen (to remove air, which, in combination with gasoline, might explode), pumped after it 800 gals. of fuel. Seventeen minutes later she uphauled the line, waved cheerio and cocked around for home. The Caribou knuckled down to her 3,500-mile flight against heavy winds...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Transport: Caribou | 8/14/1939 | See Source »

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