Word: dusk
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...night, three Red Chinese divisions attacked. Mortar, machine-gun and shell fire poured in from Communist entrenchments surrounding the town. Next day, the attack abated; cargo planes dropped food and ammunition into the 23rd's position, while U.N. fighters clawed Red positions with rockets and machine guns. At dusk the Chinese came in again. The 23rd's ammunition ran low. G.I.s combed the glove compartments of jeeps for spare cartridges. When the Chinese assaulted a French-held hill, the Frenchmen threw them back with a bayonet charge...
Colonel den Ouden and his men were in Hoengsong last week, holding on to the battered village on the central Korean front until U.S. forces in the north could be withdrawn through it. As dusk fell, 40 soldiers, dressed in U.S. combat uniforms and carrying U.S. arms, walked up to the colonel's command post. Their leader explained in English that they were South Koreans out of ammunition. He asked for a resupply, "so we can return to battle...
Last week dusk had shrouded the flatlands as the Pennsylvania's 5:10 express (the Broker) pulled out of Jersey City, crowded with standees. Veteran Engineer Joseph Fitzsimmons roared through a light ground fog. Ahead of him lay a spur. It was newly installed, had been opened only that afternoon. It swung gently off to the right, crossed a temporary trestle over an underpass, then paralleled the regular track to allow for construction of a new bridge for the Jersey Turnpike project...
Some time after noon he would rise and begin opening bottles for a new day. By dusk the studio would be crowded, and Pascin would be ready to paint. He worked quickly and easily. As his guests got gayer, his canvas would get greyer, misted over with the tender twilight sadness that characterized his art. At nightfall he would encase his prematurely aged body in a dapper black suit, jam a black bowler hat on his head and announce that he was ready to go out on the town...
...since Sept. 23 had marched nearly 700 miles. Said a U.S. captain attached to the division as a military adviser: "These are tough guys . . . They march at night with hardly any clothes, just a rag around their feet inside their shoes, and it just about freezes me." Just before dusk one evening the "tough guys" of the 6th Division's 7th Regiment pushed through the border town of Chosan, 130 miles north of Pyongyang, and drove to the south bank of the Yalu...