Word: freighting
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...remnants of more than 1,000,000 German D.P.s (displaced persons), ousted from Czechoslovakia, were drifting westward and northward. They had fled Silesia before the Red Army. Now their homes were Polish-owned, Russian-ruled. Some hitched rides-on carts, trucks, freight cars, anything that moved on wheels. Others moved gypsy-fashion in creaking covered wagons. Like 60,000 Sudetenlanders expelled with them (and like the Germans from Austria), they were the unwanted children of enforced marriages of nations, now dissolved...
...free & easy community, printers were the freest and most independent people of all. They would swing into town on a fast freight, work as long as the spirit moved them, and then put down their "sticks"-sometimes in the middle of a rush job-and roll on along to the next place. They were "the aristocrats of the road," full of talk that sounded wonderful...
...dinner. This is probably good for me, but eventually some arrangement will have to be made to stock food here in the office. Please could Jack Manthorp or some other enterprising individual in the New York office examine the possibilities of sending in a major shipment of food by freight...
...baking powder ads and signposts cluttered with the weathered, cardboard portraits of political candidates. In the South the cotton was waisthigh. Beneath the northern border the wheatlands were bright with yellow stubble. The Western ranges with their white-faced cattle were sere again with the late summer heat. Sidetracked freight cars still bore the familiar slogans on their red sides: The Route of Phoebe Snow, The Katy, The Southern Serves the South. Leaves were turning yellow in the high valleys of the Rocky Mountains. In the Southwest, mirages still sprang up along the roads and the horizon bloomed with...
Undaunted, Fireman Corporal Harry Slick loaded 21 freight cars with 1,000 tons of supplies, including high-octane gasoline and explosives, and set off northward. Coming down a mountain, the throttle broke and the brakes refused to grab. Corporal Slick was doing 90 m.p.h. when he reached the flat again-somehow still on the tracks-and his supply train roared through eight stations before it finally stopped. The reward which he got from a grateful Red Army commander was the coveted Order of the Red Star; it entitled him to free rail-transport anywhere in the Soviet Union...