Word: hunger
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...last fortnight, one man's voice was heard in the U. S. Senate for more than a solid hour. He told as horrid a story as the Senate had heard in years, a story of "dark evils of bloody warfare, sickness, suffering, hardship, privation, want and hunger. . . ." It was Senator Hiram Warren Johnson of California describing, not without politico-oratorical flourishes, the condition which Pennsylvania permitted its two-and-a-half-year-old coal strike to reach this winter (TIME...
...Hombre Sin Vicios" ("The Man Without Vices"). Gone were his Kaiser-like mustachios-he had shaved them off to prevent recognition. His cheeks were sunken and his clothes literally hung on his torso; for in his hunted life in the mountains he had suffered the privations of cold and hunger...
...newsreaders know, last winter was the time when college boys, inspired by a dark and Faustian hunger, killed themselves by dozens. They know it because every time any college student committed suicide, the fact was bellowed from the front page of every U.S. newsheet. In a period when news was scarce, space was filled by the details of an imaginary "epidemic." Editors soon came to believe in their hoax and wrote articles showing how too much philosophy was being inserted into callow brains. Educators were faced with a grave dilemma, when it seemed probable that the death rate of colleges...
...Sacco was too weak and too gloomy to say anything. He continued his hunger strike which had then reached its 24th day. Mr. Vanzetti said: "Well, I'm damned glad. I'd like to see my sister before I die." (His sister sailed last week for the U. S. on the Aquitania from Cherbourg.) Soon Mr. Vanzetti began to swallow liquids and, later, salads. Mr. Madeiros who had been eating heavily sat in a stupor...
...house of the Massachusetts State Prison, Messrs. Sacco & Vanzetti heard last week that they were to die. Mrs. Sacco and two advisers brought the news. For an hour and a half, they talked together, while prison guards listened and looked. Mr. Sacco (then on the 19th day of a hunger strike) mumbled over and over: "I told you so, I told you so," as if in rhythm with his throbbing, withered arteries. Said Mr. Vanzetti: "I don't believe...