Word: flame
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Monte Cassino. Fortnight ago, on the 1,400th anniversary of Saint Benedict's death, Pope Pius XII issued an encyclical commending the study of the saint's life and work, and pleading for the restoration of the abbey. Saint Benedict, the Pope said, had kept alive the flame of religion and culture as "a star in the darkness of night...
...this week 26 more Marines had flown in from Guam, with flame throwers and 60-mm. mortars, to join the hunt. By day they crawled cautiously up Peleliu's tortured Bloody Nose Ridge, where the ist Marine Division had lost over 6,000 casualties just 30 months before. By night they established cossack posts to bushwhack guerrillas who sneaked out in search of food & clothing. There was one change from the first, historic assault landing on Peleliu. This time the Marine reinforcements jumped at the chance to move in "for experience and target practice...
...Hotel. Seattle took the new columnist to its heart. His prizewinning column was typical: a half-bitter, half-sentimental piece about Memorial Day in Victory Square, where a wooden imitation of the Washington Monument lists King County's 1,300 war dead. The Square's "eternal" gas flame had gone out. "Eternity," he wrote, "wasn't so awfully long...
Suddenly a flickering, ethereal light danced about the venerable head of Rural Dean Cyril A. Wheeler. The back of his snowy surplice had burst into flame from a nearby candle. The dean looked startled, but stood quietly as Leighton's quick-thinking Vicar S. John Forrest hurried over and began beating him on the back with a hymnbook. In a moment the crisis was over. As the solemn Requiem Mass swept sonorously on ("Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, rescue me from fires undying"), Dean Wheeler hurried out to don a new surplice. "I felt unusually warm," he explained...
...most Andros natives, although they know well the little men with their pink, staring eyes, toothless mouths and flame-red beards, avert their eyes when they feel a chickcharney near by, for if you bump into one face to face your only hope is to press thumb and little finger into your palm and hold up the other three fingers. Then the chickcharney may take you for a comrade; he himself has only three fingers or three toes on each limb...