Word: grew
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Roundheads & Rome. The ticking began almost at birth. The son of Historian Sir George Otto Trevelyan and grandnephew of Lord Macaulay, young George grew up in a rambling mansion in Shakespeare's Warwickshire. He was a "queer, happy little boy," who would play soldier ("Napoleonic period") by the hour, and could recite the Lays of Ancient Rome by heart. At school, he was happiest arguing the Roundhead cause against his pro-Cavalier school chums, or wandering about some nearby battlefield with his history-minded house master ("O boy, you oughtn't to have a hot bath twice...
...things and a gift for getting them down on paper. Scottie's world was a cheerful place where everything fell into intricate designs of delicately colored ink. Strange and luxuriant plants spread across his drawings with the spontaneous elaboration of a Persian carpet; forms, half-vegetable, half-animal, grew out of each other like coral in a submarine grotto; funny little birds, fish and gargoyles were as minutely detailed as fingerprints...
...Steering. These chores took a long time, while the tension grew. At X minus 30 minutes, a cascade of white smoke billowed out of a vent near the nose of the rocket, showing that the tanks were full. "This is a marginal firing," warned an Army major. "If it doesn't go off promptly, run for the blockhouse. If it starts to topple, fall flat." Even the Glenn Martin men were pessimistic about this new-design Viking. "She's like a woman," one remarked. "There's nothing wrong with her . . . we just don't understand...
Osaka, which is Japan's No. 1 commercial city, grew naturally with the progressive expansionism of her hustling merchants. Nagoya, industrially the child of the Greater East Asia War, grew artificially, by military fiat. Fifty-five-year-old Junji Hattori, manager of a Mitsubishi plant in Nagoya, put it this way: "When the military sticks its nose into civilian affairs, it makes horrible mistakes. Look at us now-no money, no initiative, no incentive. I'm afraid Nagoya's flower has bloomed and withered. Whether new buds will appear, only time will tell...
...there any hope for more activity as the season grew older? Optimistic producers thought that the first few hits to come along would spread the old fever of investment among the angels. That was the way things usually worked out, but in last week's gloom, they were working in reverse. One producer, plugging away at raising money for a new musical, reported that one man turned him down "because he said it wasn't as good as South Pacific," the biggest hit in town...