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...Federal Reserve Board figures on retail sales showed that department store sales for the third week in November hit 201% of the 1935-39 average, a new high for November that was 21% above the same week in 1942. But they were still 50% below the last-gasp, before-Christmas rush a year...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RETAIL TRADE: Record November | 12/6/1943 | See Source »

...Colonel Conrad H. Lanza, retired. At his home in Manchester, N.H., Colonel Lanza reads the newspapers, tunes in foreign broadcasts with a short-wave receiver, studies maps, applies the background knowledge acquired during 44 years as an army officer. Results: articles which at times have made General Staff officers gasp and wonder where Colonel Lanza was getting his "secret" information...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World: Design by Lanza | 6/21/1943 | See Source »

...tree tops that was very unlike Spring made him half aware of a rushing, rumbling intermixture of sound and motion. There was the haste and tension of every exam period, yet there was something more. Something that could have been frightening except that it was mixed with a certain gasp of relief, a feeling that had to come after months of school without a break, months when academic routine and peering into books failed to fill the void of inactivity in a world of action...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE VAGABOND | 5/27/1943 | See Source »

...said, "the dimming lights of Bataan's forlorn hope fluttered and died. . . ... Our flag lies crumpled, its proud pinions spat upon in the gutter; the wrecks of what were once our men and women groan and sweat in prison toil; our faithful Filipino wards, 16,000,000 souls, gasp in slavery...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World Battlefronts: Prayer on an Anniversary | 4/19/1943 | See Source »

...table in front of him: "On the eleventh night this boy was very low. The waves kept beating over the raft. . . . For two nights I cuddled him like a mother would, hold a child, trying to give him warmth from my body. At 3 a.m. I heard his final gasp. . . ." Then came the rescue by a Navy flying boat, the trip home...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Of Hell and Prayers | 12/28/1942 | See Source »

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