Word: gruel
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Some Live on Nettles. The staple food in most districts is dried corn served as a gruel (skrob), with sour milk and potatoes on the side. In part of Montenegro and Bosnia famine is chronic; thousands of people live on nettles. But they live, and they fight. Men and beasts alike are always hungry for salt. A peasant will offer 9 lb. of corn for 2 lb. of salt, or a goat and kid for 11 lb. of salt. This spring, as every spring, wheat and vegetables have been sowed, but the peasants remember the German way of marching...
Veronika lit her improvised lamp-a cup of kerosene with a twisted thread for a wick-and made breakfast: water-thin gruel, black bread and brick tea brewed on the pechka. When it was ready she woke 16-year-old Grusha, fed her and, with an endearing Nichevo, sent her off to work in a war plant. Eight-year-old Fanya tied her ragged valenkis on her feet and went off to school. "Nichevo, Mama, I am not very hungry," she said...
...grim cell in Alexanderplatz prison, deprived of even his eyeglasses "to prevent suicide," left strictly alone for three days-"the hardest and longest I ever spent." Thereafter grilled relentlessly, he was threatened but never tortured with "the brutal methods of the American police." Fed black bread, ersatz coffee, sour gruel and margarine, he was refused books and newspapers, exercised in goose step half an hour a week, received one bath in seven weeks. Shortly before his transfer to grimmer, notorious Moabit prison, a Gestapo man told him: "You will sit until you confess. You will soften...
...Germany last week there was no such thing as news, as U. S. editors understand it. Informed the German people might be, but what they swallowed was a carefully winnowed, ground, boiled, predigested gruel, designed to nourish but not invigorate their minds. The Nazi press was free from "foreign lies," free to support the Reich's worldwide program of expansion-but not free to publish what it pleased...