Word: fates
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...more imposing than the statistics was the fact that the case had only begun. It would be months before U.S. justice rendered its final verdict. Legal questions posed by the trial engaged lawyers, lawmakers, journalists. Far more would have to be decided than the fate of eleven sworn and cynical enemies of U.S. democracy. Enemies though they were, they had forced U.S. democracy to make a worried examination of itself. Men asked: Wasn't the very trial a violation of the basic rights of U.S. citizens...
Anton Chekhov chose to call this play a comedy, and we must accept his word for that, even though the tragic fate of the two young lovers does not comply with the conventional comedy ending. Perhaps the comic element in "The Sea Gull" lies in the irony of the young writer's rejection by his mother, his sweetheart, and his public; all three of whom take to their hearts an older writer the young regards as a hack. "The world is a comedy to those who think, a tragedy to these who feel," is Herace Walpole's useful reminder...
...McCabe's doughty squad experienced the same fate its big brothers were to suffer a few hours later. The locals held their own for the first quarter before Army's weight, depth, speed, and harder-hitting attack began to tell. It was the Crimson's first game; the Cadets had already beaten Fort Bragg and the Brown jayvees...
...hours before the Senate was to learn that McMahon's prophecy was cold, disturbing fact, the fate of the arms plan was still far from certain. Sober, economy-minded Walter George of Georgia, trying to cut the $1 billion appropriation for the Atlantic pact nations by $500 million, argued doggedly that the U.S. could not run the risk of bleeding itself white for Europe. "To the extent that we weaken America," he declared, "to the extent that we weaken the strength of our arm, we undoubtedly cut the life out of the whole North Atlantic community...
...Fate grinds him small. The mighty Knight of the Lions (as he now calls himself) is laid up for a week by the claws of a pussy cat. He is paraded through Barcelona with a placard on his back...