Word: fired
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Sattler's friends waited until the shell-shocked engineer left his home, followed him at a distance until he disappeared in a neighboring wood. Hours later they found him. Dr. Hans Sattler had dug himself a trench, complete with parapet and dugout. They found him crouched on the fire step, wearing his faded blue lieutenant's tunic, still fighting the war, peering wildly into the night for ghostly Italian armies...
...Tokyo's low rambling Imperial Palace (see ART, p. 45) at dawn last week. Despite the worst storm in years a silent nervous crowd waited patiently by the palace gates. In the city sleepless radio announcers stood by their microphones. A watchman in Tokyo's chief fire station was ready with hand on the siren cord. At 6:15, just as the full force of the storm broke against the palace walls, lights suddenly appeared. A uniformed aid scurried from a side door across a sanded driveway to a temporary booth where reporters waited. Excited watchers whispered...
...Fire Fighter. Unknown is the flyer who last week saved Farmer Walter Schiffer's home at Evansville, Ind. from burning. The barn and smokehouse had burned to earth, the granary was throwing its flames at the house. Neighbors were carrying furniture and gear outdoors. Then-the flyer appeared. All stopped to gape while he, intelligent, flew between house and granary 40 times, fanning the flames against the wind until they died down. Then off he went about his own business...
...Schuylerville, N. Y., firemen went to a fire. There the Mayor grew meddlesome. The Water Commissioner, exhilarated, squirted the Fire Chief with the departmental hose. Piqued, the fire company disbanded...
Mountain Fury explains the malevolence which exists in the Alleghenies between the hill proletariat and the dale aristocracy. Naturally a dale-boy loves a hill-girl, to the accompaniment of baying hounds, tempests, a forest fire, murder, suicide, theft, and the bemused mumblings of a woodland lunatic...