Word: clad
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...memory of the Ardeatine slaughter burns in Italian minds more vividly than any other calamity of the. war. Day after day black-clad men & women, carrying huge bundles of flowers, trudge up a barren hill six miles south of Rome to the dismal caverns, where candles burn day & night by rows and rows of plain pine coffins...
There were also generous things, as her staff well knew. Around the office she was called "The Lady." The staff learned to be unconcerned when she drifted in, clad in slacks or riding breeches and leading a poodle or when she called at midnight to order a Page One makeover. She knew how to get stories too. She once walked out of an ambassador's dinner party, changed to old clothes, and spent the night in a flophouse to get material for a series on jobless girls...
Within two hours after Togliatti was shot, the machinery of insurrection clanked and rumbled into action as if the control lever had been accidentally jarred. The Red press screamed "Murderers!" at the government. In Rome a mob of sweating, cursing workers hurled cobblestones at grey-clad mobile police, who fired into the air and swung their clubs in earnest. The mobs that poured into the streets frightened the elegant aristocracy and the free-spending tourists in the Via Vittorio Veneto; these gentry, knowing they might be targets for Communist vengeance, retreated to their select caverns of safety, the cool bars...
...traditional white garment was a piece of borrowed store cloth held together with pins. Red bandits had cut off Olympia until the day before the ceremonies, so that only the skimpiest rehearsals were possible. A song from Euripides, to be chanted by a dozen small boys, was omitted. Khaki-clad riflemen and mortar crews stood around to keep the Communist pests away...
...Honest Youths. This san-pu-kuan stretch is nearly ten miles long. Then the refugees enter Communist lines. They are inspected by the Communist Children Corps, grim-eyed, incorruptible teen-agers clad in drab uniforms and armed with red-tasseled spears. The juvenile corpsmen reject all wheedling words or hints of bribes. "We Communist youth are honest," they chant. "We don't go for sly words in our liberated territory...