Word: haling
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Winston," called the photographer, "I hope to take your picture on your hundredth birthday!" The old man turned and regarded the well-wisher with a scorching glare leavened with a trace of a smile. "I see no reason why you shouldn't, young man," rumbled he. "You look hale and hearty enough...
...Universe." But the following year he wrote to his old chief of staff Bedell Smith more thoughtfully: "I do not believe that you or I or anyone else has the right to state, categorically, that he will not perform any duty that his country might demand of him . . . Nathan Hale accepted the order to serve as a spy with extreme reluctance and distaste. Nevertheless he did so serve...
When Patrick Paddy Hale left his native County Sligo in Ireland to volunteer in the Royal Air Force, he probably never imagined that duty would take him to a country some of whose inhabitants might regard him as a kind of latter-day Black and Tan sent by the British to frustrate a legitimate demand for self-determination. But Paddy Hale was ordered to Cyprus, where for 2½ years he lived quietly off port with his wife. One day last May three Cypriot laborers came to the hut at Nicosia airport where Corporal Hale worked. They asked for water...
...their trial the three Cypriots denied carrying arms or killing Hale. But the evidence was against them. They were identified, the fingerprints of one of them corresponded to those on the water glass, the fatal bullet had been fired from one of their guns. Two of the accused, Michael Koutsoftas and Andreas Panayides, were sentenced to die; the third, an 18-year-old, was sent to jail for life. Field Marshal Sir John Harding, determined to crush the EOKA underground, rejected pleas for clemency...
...three young children. All three executed men had brothers, sisters and parents. Moved from the prison area, bereaved relatives waited the night through together, a weatherbeaten group in dust-covered farming clothes, their faces molten with a mixture of sadness and indissoluble hatred. Far away in England, Mrs. Patrick Hale, with a six-month-old child in her arms and another on the way, came home...