Word: cloudly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Ready Any Time. The British had had scares before. They knew that until the zero hour, the war of nerves would ebb & flow with the tides, cloud up and clear up with the weather. They were ready for anything any time, and each week made them more so. With perhaps 500,000 men in Africa and elsewhere abroad, they had 2,000,000 regulars at home with half a million under training as second line. Of 1,700,000 Home Guards, over half were already first-class supporting troops. Last June they were just a bunch of game wardens, armed...
Within the office of OPM would be at least three divisions-Production, headed by Glassman John David Biggers; Purchases, bossed by Sears, Roebuck's Donald Marr Nelson; Priorities, bossed by Steelman Edward Reilly Stettinius Jr. The President paused, blew out a cloud of cigaret smoke. The questions popped...
...Washington that the best way to dispel confusion is to eliminate information about defense. "Information of value to the enemy" was a phrase heard increasingly often. That legitimate secrets ought to be kept secret, no loyal citizen denied. But the French Army ("best in the world") fell in a cloud of secrecy and not until Nazi bombers were over England did the British people know the full measure of their nonexistent airmadas...
...requested. Summoned from an old folks' home, Parson William S. ("Doc") Waddell, an ex-circus man, stood next to Dode's favorite sunflower (see cut), praised the dead, and exhorted the company to heed Dode's sign, laugh and talk. The three-piece orchestra blared Mc-Cloud's Reel, Happy Days are Here Again and, with audience joining, The Man on the Flying Trapeze. A strolling "prompter" was there to remind those who might weep. None did. Old Dode Fisk's last show...
...stabbed with fire. . . . The closest fires were near enough for us to hear the crackling flames and the yells of firemen. Little fires grew into big ones even as we watched. . . . The sky was red and angry, and overhead, making a ceiling in the vast heavens, there was a cloud of smoke...