Word: haze
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Shrill, scratch-penned Eleanor Jewett of Chicago's America-First Tribune put up a bald landscape of rolling hills and lowering sky, seen through a purplish haze of late-afternoon dusk: The Day Ends by Charles Kilgore...
After that there is nothing on the horizon but a distinct golden haze already reflected in the eyes of some of the more confident of our brothers such as "Weeping Walter" Blatt. Of course there always will be people like the local ROTC who would dispute our primacy by having their commissioning the day before ours, but consolation will lie in our proud oak leaf insignia which, together with the Supply Corps, is 150 years old this Friday and which, incidentally, was adopted in 1785 in honor of the oaken fighting ships on which the Corps first served
...battle of Manila had just begun; its deepening pall was still only a thin haze over the city. On the north side of the town, where troops of the 37th Infantry and 1st Cavalry Divisions were still hunting out Jap snipers, a command car whisked across the city limits, pulled up near a command post. Within a few minutes the word had gone down to the lowest ranks; "It's MacArthur!" Douglas MacArthur had lost no time getting back to the capital he had evacuated on Christmas Eve 1941, after declaring it an open city to save it from...
...real, the river's ice through which the transport inched, the towers of Manhattan like a backdrop in the haze. There were the pier, the music, the unbelievable feeling of being home again. There was the luxury of the warm, green-cushioned train, talking its metallic monologue across the wintry miles of home. At Camp Shanks, N.Y., there were white sheets, steaks and cold, country-fresh milk. Like gamblers fingering impossible mountains of winnings, the 1,300 soldiers could see and feel it all. But their minds could not yet quite accept this fairy-tale return...
...Army's side of the line, small units of troops crouched expectantly, their long rifles bayonet-tipped. Then they moved stealthily out into the haze, as many a patrol squad had done before. But they were more than patrols...