Word: dock
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...prisoner's dock stumbled the defendant. He poured out garrulous excuses: "The Germans were blackguards. I hated them. I want to fight them now. I ask permission to continue in the war to the end-if God permits-with weapons in my hands, at the most dangerous and exposed position at the front that is possible, in the most humble grade, even as a plain sailor...
...approaches to the dock area, the Japs really showed what they could do. Their minefields were reported as dense as any the Germans laid in North Africa. Any position with heavy stone walls was turned into a strong point. Churches suited the Japs perfectly. One churchyard fortress had to be burned out with artillery, mortar fire and flamethrowers. The centuries-old walled city, the Intramuros, was a natural fortress. Colonel Lawrence K. ("Red") White, of the 148th, saw no hope of saving most of Manila's famous buildings. Where the Japs had artillery, he would use artillery, refusing...
...badge. "I do not fear facing a firing squad," he cried. "If I had to do it again, I would." He retracted nothing, not even his 1941 words-"De Gaulle is a traitor who commands the scum of the world." He thumped the ledge of the prisoners' dock, proclaimed himself a "patriot," read a seven-hour political harangue against every act of the Third Republic. The court listened wearily...
...whispers of the perfumed mascaraed women rose to an excited buzz. Then the two handcuffed prisoners were ushered in-short, stocky, red-faced Eliahu Bet Tsouri, his arms defiantly akimbo; tall, pale, black-mustached Eliahu Hakim, his slender fingers tightly twisted round the iron-spiked bars of the dock...
From the prisoner's dock came a groan. Chack had slumped to the floor. Attendants carried him to a chair. Again he whispered: "I confess my error. . . . Americans have come to comfort me in my cell. . . . Now I understand America in her humane aspect . . . her aspirations not to become the greatest but the best. . . . That is what I would write...