Word: clattered
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Winchell of File, white-haired and 60, was a tame version of the once combustible keyhole crier. Gone were the high-decibel-count croak and Morse-key jangle, the creaky song-and-dance routines of last year's variety show. Now there was only the occasional clatter of the typewriter-onscreen and off-and on TV even this was restrained enough to be realistic. Though File claims to be based on his "private files," Winchell admits there are fictitious strokes "to avoid any trouble legally." Did he always beat the cops to the scene when prowling around Manhattan? "Normally...
Before T (for test) time, all eyes look for the now familiar telltale signs: the radar search dish on the Cape begins rotating; crash boats put out to sea; the yellow warning spheres are hoisted atop the 90-ft. poles; the eight massive service towers and gantries clank and clatter. The tips of the missiles are often visible on the skyline. "Conducting tests on the Cape," said one missileman, "is like performing research in a fish bowl...
Back from the Dead. As June ended the snow receded, Steeves packed some strawberries and a couple of fish, finally made it over Granite Pass and came down into Granite Basin. One day last week one of the season's first camping parties heard the clatter of rock, looked up to see a heavily bearded, gaunt figure (he had lost about 30 lbs.) sitting on a rock munching strawberries. The campers shook their heads at his story, reckoned that he had walked about 100 miles, eased him on a horse to the nearest ranger station. From there he went...
...July 1951 an embittered Palestinian refugee waylaid old King Abdullah as he went to pray at Jerusalem's sacred Mosque of the Rock. There was a clatter of shots and the stouthearted old King fell dead. One of the assassin's bullets ripped a medal from the chest of 15-year-old Hussein as he walked beside his grandfather. It was a deed that Hussein can never let himself forget...
Until the trump of Gabriel stills their clatter, Harvard must live with them. It must resign itself to being awakened on Sunday mornings at an hour too late to go to church and too early for civilized men to go to lunch. Worse, it must face the use of the bells as advertisements for amateur theatricals...