Word: highway
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...numerous "cities," tells roughly where they stood, and suggests where to look for more. When the Israelites under Moses were pressing toward the Promised Land, they asked permission to pass through Edom and Moab on the shore of the Dead Sea, promising to stay on the "king's highway," and not to drink the water of the country. Still the King of Edom refused, forcing the Israelites to detour through the dangerous eastern desert...
...bunch of alums were whooping it up in a highway-side saloon, toasting Stanford's football victory over Cal, when a young old grad called for the Stanford hymn. "How does it go?" someone asked. "From the ... something . . . something ..." a voice began. "Foothills? Mountains?" someone suggested. Others dimly recalled "in the sunset fire" and "raise our voices singing," until at length a young wife bravely quavered...
...arms and men from North Viet Nam is on the increase. One alleged route: from Red China and North Viet Nam by ship to Sihanoukville, the new port of "neutralist" Cambodia, thence in junks to the Mekong Delta or by truck along Cambodia's U.S.-built "Friendship Highway" and by boat down the Mekong River...
...police escorts, and ordered them to make for the nearest hospital. Jackie bent low, cradling the President's head in her lap, and the Lincoln bolted ahead as if the shots themselves had gunned the engine into life. Spurting to 70 m.p.h., it fled down the highway, rounding curves on two wheels. A Secret Service man, who had jumped onto the rear bumper of the car, flung himself across the trunk, and in his anger and frustration pounded it repeatedly with his fist...
Frank Bergin, 26, of Pelham, N.Y., unloaded his rucksack and propped his .30/06 rifle against a tree. He had driven half the night, hiked five miles through the wilderness from the highway. Now for a snooze, and then on with the great bear hunt. A year before, in the same remote Adirondack clearing, he had come across black bear tracks, marked the spot carefully on a map. Came the dawn. Bergin yawned, stretched, looked around-to see twelve equally expectant faces peering curiously at him from behind the trees. Without a word, he rolled up his sleeping bag, hiked...