Word: dourness
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Adolf's Choice. Rundstedt's unenviable place in the west was taken over by Field Marshal Gunther von Kluge, a slow-moving, 61-year-old officer who had done some fair to good defensive fighting in Russia up to last autumn. A Junker himself, dour Kluge, whom German soldiers call "Melancholy Baby," is a commander of considerably less standing than Rundstedt, may give Marshal Rommel a freer hand...
...Dour Day. Aside from whatever lift of spirit that fact gave him, D-day found Ike Eisenhower in one of his worst moods. The Supreme Commander had little to do but wait in galling idleness during the slow-treading hours before the vast fleets of landing craft and gliders could put their troops ashore, and some vestige of order begin to appear out of the vast amphibious chaos...
...authorities sought ways to cheer the dour people. Amid Berlin's debris 72 movie theaters kept open; they held high priority in air-raid repair. A flower show in the capital featured half a million tulips. The Nazi Party stepped up weekend sports; Berliners had a choice of boating on the Wannsee, trotting races at Mariendorf, steeplechasing at Karlshorst, football, tennis and hockey matches. The radio urged: "The human body and soul need the stimulating reactions of the laughing muscles. He who cannot laugh lives in vain...
...most often criticized U.S. citizens: David Iosifovich Zaslavsky, author of Pravda's recent cracks at Wendell Willkie (TIME, Jan. 17), at William Randolph Hearst for "spilling poisoned ink," at the New York Times's Military Expert Hanson W. Baldwin as "admiral of an ink pool." Zaslavsky, dour and 65, is one of Russia's most prolific and popular writers...
Around Land's End, in sleepy little Camborne by Tintagel, where men say King Arthur was born, a dour Cornishman sat at the foot of a weathered statue. It is a likeness of Richard Trevithick, who harnessed steam so well that he, not Thomas Watt, really launched the industrial revolution. In a turn of phrase the men of Cornwall have used for centuries, the Cornishman broke a bit of news to a neighbor: "Tomorrow, I'm going out to England...