Word: fruits
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...took four months of bureaucratic gear-grinding for the King's instructions to bear fruit. Last week, an official buff-colored envelope flopped on to Alfred's doormat. Inside was a letter signed by Food Minister Strachey's private secretary: "Your letter . . . was referred by the King to the Minister of Food who, by His Majesty's command, has given it careful consideration and has decided that ... an exception to the general rule . . . may be made in your case." Said Alfred: "When my wife and I realized what the King had done, we burst into tears...
...fertile valley of the Rapido, below Monte Cassino, the seed buried in the spring had germinated and borne fruit. Columns of two-wheeled donkey carts, piled high with long sheaves of grain, wound slowly along the dusty roads to the marketplaces. High above, on a barren hill, the ruins of one of Christendom's most famous and ancient abbeys gleamed chalk white...
...than a handful of rebels. United Nations observers found ample evidence that the guerrillas had received aid from Communist-dominated Countries. At several points well inside Albania the U.N. observers saw deep trenches, mortar emplacements, pillboxes, ammunition and food. Just inside Greek territory observers found Hungarian canned vegetables and fruit, Yugoslav canned meat and Albanian cigarettes. In the bushes on either side of the border were Bulgarian books on such subjects as "Thirty Years in the Soviet Army," "This Is How We Fought at Stalingrad" and "The American Plan for the Enslavement of Europe...
...cultivated Peiping gentleman cherishes three things in his quiet walled courtyard: a peng (broad overhead matting) for shade, a goldfish pool for the cool grace of its inmates, and a pomegranate tree for its fruit. With these he can free his mind from such pressing disorders as the occasional boom of cannon outside the town and the runaway inflation inside...
...Piccadilly one day, a giant (6 ft. 4 in.) California javelin thrower named Butch Likins decided to improve on the ineffective way a pushcart peddler hawked his peaches. Butch took over. His basso-profundo split the damp London air: "Ripe, juicy, California peaches! Buy your peaches here." When the fruit was sold Butch turned the money over to the peddler, said, "Now, that's the way they sell peaches in California...