Word: hards
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...polls the people had recorded a smashing defiance of Communism (TIME, Dec. 13). Colonel Frank Howley, the hard-bitten commander of the city's U.S. sector, welcomed West Berliners to "a place in the free world of men and women"-but warned them that further sacrifices were in store. In a formal statement from Washington, the State Department said: "The Berlin population has . . . demonstrated a type of civic courage which has won for it the admiration of the democratic peoples of the world...
...must keep ourselves detached from it as the Swiss have done with their policy of strict neutrality." "Yes, yes," said the newcomer. "We have few natural resources, but we must develop specialized industries and skills as the Swiss have," said the oldtimer. "Like the Swiss we must work hard to cultivate our lands and nourish our herds. Do you understand?" "Yes," said the newcomer, "all but one thing." "And what is that?" "Why didn't Moses keep on walking till he got to Switzerland...
...column of attackers from Nicaragua with jeeps, mortars and automatic weapons routed the 15 customs guards in the local garrison. Figueres estimated the invasion spearhead at 800 to 1,000 men, of whom about 100 were genuine Costa Rican exiles. The rest, he charged, were Communists, mercenaries, and a hard core of picked troops from Nicaragua's Guardia National...
...poor Italian immigrants, Bramuglia had come up the hard way. Somehow he got himself through school, and eventually earned a law degree, but as a lawyer he scarcely made expenses. Until he met Colonel Peron in 1943, he worked at a civil-service job that paid 300 pesos ($90) a month. He picked up another 900 pesos as lawyer for the railway workers' unions. Colonel Peron, as Secretary of Labor & Social Welfare, hired Bramuglia as an adviser. Soon he was deep in poli tics. In 1945, he landed in the fat post of Governor of Buenos Aires. The next...
When he first turned up in Paris in 1839, the farm boy was a little hard for his art teachers to take. He sat at the back of the life class with a huge paintbox by his side, doing studies three times as big as anyone else's. Instead of pumping his instructors he wandered alone in the Louvre, picked up a lot from looking at Rembrandt and the Spaniards...