Word: clouded
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Miles away Boer farmers heard it and trembled: a noise like a giant crumpling enormous sheets of paper. The noise came from a black cloud 500 miles wide sweeping down from West Africa last week at the rate of 100 miles per day. It was the rustling of billions upon billions of locusts' wings. Whirring swarms dropped down on fields ripe for the autumn harvest, and when they moved on there were no leaves, no grass, no growing things...
...another part of South Africa another kind of food fell from the heavens last week, was greedily gobbled. This food, genuine Biblical manna, descended in a white cloud on a 30-acre field at the farm of Farmer Theunis Botha, cousin of the late great Boer General Louis Botha (1862-1919). Manna, as reported by the careful author of Exodus 16:31 tastes "like wafers made with honey." It is an excretion of the plant louse coccid (TIME, Aug. 29, 1927). Its effect upon the eater is mildly cathartic...
...back to England. When her son. through no fault of his own, fails to meet her train, she waits for him on the station platform until she falls. After a brief agony in a hospital, Death pays her wages in full. Beginning, as in Hatter's Castle, with a cloud no bigger than a man's hand, Author Cronin by slow degrees enfolds his unforgettable characters in a Scottish mist, made not only of Nature's weeping...
Hardest hit State was Alabama, with 299 killed. Hardest hit town was Northport, Ala., across the Warrior River from Tuscaloosa, where 28 died, six in the collapse of a livery stable whither they had fled for safety. The wind dropped into a lumber yard, picked up a cloud of timber and impaled people with gigantic arrows shot from an invisible...
Sailors muttered discontentedly in the shadow of limp sails. Low water rations, salt meat, and a glaring sun. A pensive figure paced back and forth in the bows. The horizontal beams of the afternoon sun were probing a cloud-bank in the East. A dark, jagged line broke the horizon where the clouds parted. The figure in the bow started and stared a moment. "Land, ho!" The caked dirt cracked on the seamen's cheeks in the deep furrows of broad grins. Rotting shirts split across the shoulders as the men leaped to their feet. Not every man could have...