Word: doored
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...mysterious nine-page document, which summed up the rumor-ridden case against the B-36? Yes, Worth admitted frankly, he had "Where did you get this document from?" Vinson demanded. Replied Worth in a crisp, calm voice: "I wrote it." Three wire-service reporters dashed for the door...
Then, in a lull after three hours of wild shooting, the chief spotted movement in the narrow space between the house and the next-door apartment-Craig was out and trying to get away. The chief opened fire and Craig, huddled in the deep shadows with a pistol in either hand, began shooting back. Two detectives stepped in, Tommy guns hammering, and Craig went down-shooting even as his body twitched under the blows of bullets. The big fight, in which five policemen, one child and one woman bystander had been wounded, was over...
...ghostlike, empty village of Vronderon, near the Albanian border, one Lazanis Nestoridis, a private in the government army, pinned up a penciled notice on the front door of a two-story stone house. It read: "Friends, please do not remove the few remaining articles from this house. It's mine. I'm a soldier." Vronderon was Lazanis' home, which he had not seen in four years. The house was all he had left: his wife and children had been carried off by the retreating guerrillas. Lazanis told a visiting U.N. Balkans Commission team that 'his family...
...pounding out a story on a typewriter in his cell-first of a ten-day series called "Jailed." Admirers sent Leech a well-stocked refrigerator, fresh linen, flowers and cigars, and a faithful reader brought her daughter to recite the Declaration of Independence in front of his cell door...
Keep Me Supplied. Things were hard at first. Lydia made the compound herself in her cellar kitchen; she and her three sons and one daughter bottled it in the evenings while father Isaac read aloud. In her spare time, Lydia wrote advertising circulars which her sons distributed door to door. But sales were precious few until son Dan invaded Brooklyn with 20,000 of his mother's handbills. ("KEEP ME SUPPLIED WITH PAMPHLETS," he wrote exuberantly.) Lydia, it turned out, had as much of a genius for advertising as she had for pounding herbs. She addressed herself directly...