Word: clouding
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Krim Comes. At 5:00 on a raw chill morning last week the French sentry at Ize Marouene, an outpost north of Targuist, spied a cloud of dust which resolved itself into eight mounted men. Two were French officers, four were native riflemen. In their midst rode two portly figures in loose Riffian garments. One was the Sherif Hamedou Quedzani, chief of the Sanadas tribe, the envoy through whom the final details of submission had been negotiated. The second Riffian, a plump but well knit man with a shrewd impassive face and hard luminous eyes, was of course Mohammed...
While 40 bishops of the Methodist Episcopal Church, in annual conference at Washington (TIME, May 17), decided to revivify dry propaganda among vacillating collegians and in cottages; sent "loving greetings and prayers from your brother bishops" to Bishop Anton Bast under cloud in Denmark...
...evening of the second day they sighted land through the cloud rack, Point Barrow. The last 850 miles had been through fog banks and snow. Ice had been forming on the Norge's rigging and gondola, thence the engine vibration shook it loose in big pieces. The pieces were dropping on the whizzing propellers, to be batted viciously into the gas bag. As a hog will cut its throat swimming, the soaring Norge was perforating her own belly. The crew swarmed everywhere applying patches...
...from Point Barrow, which he had just reached by forced marches. Wilkins and Eielson were?the signals were very faint?were there, safe, in a fur-trader's comfortable cabin. They had reached Point Barrow the day of their last departure from Fairbanks, after a hairbreadth escape in the cloud-hung Endicott Mountains. Heavy-laden, the monoplane Alaskan had not been able to soar over the 10,000-foot peaks this time. Wilkins, his right arm fractured, had sat grimly by in the cockpit while Eielson felt his way between peaks at 9,000 feet. Once, a mountainside had rushed...
Dancing Master* We are now confronted by a biographico-critical survey of "the most civilized Englishman of his generation." It is a truly impressive cloud of incense, but a cloud which need not obscure the author's general notion that, for accuracy's sake, a man's life should be recorded while he is still enjoying...