Word: huges
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Golden Harvest?" Alarmist reports from the Empire's trade frontiers undoubtedly tended to weaken the employers front in Lancashire. The potent Rothermere press envisioned Germany and Japan as "likely to acquire, perhaps permanently" a huge volume of business sure to be lost by Britain in the event of a long strike. "The textile mills of Northern France are working at top speed." warned Viscount Rothermere's Daily Mail, "and they will reap a golden harvest of orders that ordinarily would go to Lancashire. . . Even Poland is reckoning on big profits...
...only of work. Certain reports had had to be left unfinished when illness obliged him to resign the Prime Ministry. As soon as ever he could Le Lion called for documents, ink and paper, set about completing the reports in his clear, precise, almost microscopic hand. So many huge baskets and bouquets arrived that when the invalid's room was full Mme. Poincare ordered the surplus sent, not without vanity, to deck the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier...
...Brien's Bridge. President William T. Cosgrave of the Irish Free State last week opened a sluice. The Bishop of Killaloe was there to bless the sluice, to murmur a Latin benediction. Soon muddy Shannon water was gurgling slowly into Ireland's biggest ditch, a huge canal-reservoir six miles long, deep enough to engulf a four-story home...
...Followed many monks and the first of a host of 5,000 seminarians from all over the world. Four abreast, chanting, bearing lighted tapers, they followed the line of march beneath Bernini's massive colonnade which encloses St. Peter's Square. This took them in serpentine procession around a huge circle, back to the basilica steps. When the column's head drew up before the church, the last seminarian had not yet emerged. High above droned a squadron of airplanes, spying on the roofs for forbidden cinema cameramen. The crowd found it almost impossible to see across the vastitude...
Conductor Fiedler has been troubled by open air acoustics. On the first night, as his music proceeded from the huge, conch-like acoustic shell, queer things happened. Tubas became thunderous, reverberant. Strings quavered into curious silences. Kettledrum tones were like feeble rasps on a gourd. Although untrained listeners were unaware, sensitive Conductor Fiedler was beside himself...