Word: civilian
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Alighting at Naval Headquarters extremely vexed, Mr. Robison tried to lodge complaint, was pushed in the chest by a Japanese civilian wearing a police armband who shouted: "I am a Japanese. Don't!" Previously the Japanese Consul General had given official assurances that there were now no more Japanese "armband police" in Shanghai, but four of them set upon Mr. Robison, striking him with their fists while Japanese bluejackets laughed...
...Civilian & commercial airplanes flew approximately 145,000,000 mi. last year, a decrease of about 20,000,000 mi. from 1930. The decrease was accounted for by a decline in private flying and such miscellaneous air activities as sightseeing, instruction, and photography. Scheduled air transport continued to boom, but not so much as in recent years. For the first time since 1925 it failed to double its previous year's record for passenger-mileage. Nevertheless it was up some 20% in a year when railroad and steamship travel slumped heavily. Transport planes carried 457,800 passengers, flew...
...this, instead of "disarmament" or "limitation" should be set up as the Conference's goal, argued many delegates, then the Conference might succeed. Its members would all sign a "Pact Humanizing War," promising each other not to wage bacteriological warfare or chemical warfare and not to bomb civilian populations. A Pact Humanizing War, as one Geneva paper said, "might have the effect of reviving chivalry...
...That bacteriological warfare, poison gas and the bombing of civilian populations be renounced (proposed by all the Big Seven and by all other nations heard from last week). This proposal and all others made at the Conference were weaseled to a greater or less extent, no matter how honest the speaker, no matter how hard he tried to speak without equivocation...
...hotel peppered with lead from both sides in the bombardment of the Woosung Forts. The vegetable garden adjoining it was pock-marked by shells. Within was the proprietor, a retired oldtime British navy officer named Capt. Frederick Davis who had operated the hotel for many years-the only white civilian remaining in the vicinity. His pet dog had disappeared; he had been living for days on such canned food as he had in the kitchen. Given a chance to clear out, Capt. Davis said scornfully: "This is my home and here I stay." And there he stayed...