Word: crumb
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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When Ross had offered his last crumb of inconsequential news and the gag had been played to death, Reporter Truman talked a while on behalf of the President of the U.S. "I think this is the best vacation I have had down here," he said. "I think the family enjoyed it too." Margaret and Bess had flown to Washington at midweek, a prompt signal for Adviser Clark Clifford to cheat on shaving. The President himself was due to leave for Washington Dec. 20 and to take off three days later for Christmas with the family in Independence...
...Soviet skazki have been instructed to fashion their fairy tales as "pictures of the Socialist way of life."* But Soviet writers cannot always follow Soviet Socialism. In Moscow last week Baba-Yaga might have chuckled a hearty witch's chuckle. Two of her Socialist successors-Bread Crumb and Gunpowder Crumb-were being boiled...
...Bread Crumb and Gunpowder Crumb were hero and villain of a new fairy tale written by Soviet Author Andrei Platonov for Pionerskaya Pravda, which aims to show the Socialist way to children under 14. Author Platonov put his two Crumbs in a hunter's beard, and there got them into arguments. Gunpowder Crumb threatened to blow up not only Bread Crumb, but self, beard and hunter. At the moment of crisis, a sparrow snatched Gunpowder from the hunter's brush and was heroically destroyed when Gunpowder exploded. Bread Crumb, meanwhile, came to his appointed happy end. The hunter...
Puzzle for Pan Am. But this was only a crumb compared to the vast bite the President had taken out of Pan Am's onetime monopoly in Latin America. For the first time, Pan Am has competition from U.S. lines the full length of the rich Latin American travel area...
...instinct they almost knocked me down when I produced from my pocket one pitiful chocolate bar in answer to a plea of a prisoner for food. At the sight of that morsel of food these filthy, spidery human beings were galvanized by a single impulse: to get a crumb, just a crumb of something to put into their stomachs. I saw the barracks again today-empty, washed and with a clean wind blowing through them, but still permeated by that awful smell of death. I saw skeletons of men, walking and creeping in a dazed way up & down the halls...