Word: hut
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Every day for more than two months, five soldiers in the black-and-khaki uni form of the Pathet Lao stood guard at a large mud hut in a Red-held village near the Plain of Jars. Inside, Lieut. Charles Klusmann, 30, whose Navy RF-8A jet had been shot down on a photo-reconnaissance mission June 6, paced the 20 feet from wall to wall exactly 264 times a day - just enough to make the mile he had allotted himself as exercise. Although he limped painfully on a badly wrenched knee, War Prisoner Klusmann was in remarkably good spirits...
...Pathet Lao would soon be on their trail, the six walked as quickly as Klusmann's injured knee would permit. It was a long, hard haul to reach the purple plain. On the third night, Klusmann and a guard named Bonn Mi stopped to rest in an abandoned hut; the others, foraging for food, ran into Pathet Lao pursuers instead...
...senior deacons, the prophetess notified Charles Stacey, a white attorney practicing in Ndola, that she was ready to give herself up -if the government guaranteed her fair treatment. Delighted, Stacey immediately won Prime Minister Kenneth Kaunda's consent. One afternoon last week, in a remote mud-hut hideout in the north, Alice Lenshina said farewell to 200 hymn-singing tribesmen, climbed into a Land Rover, and with Stacey at her side, was driven off to jail...
Always there are the innocent caught in the crossfire. On a Mekong Delta back road, a country cop flags down a row of buses packed with peasants, cabbages and poultry, to let a column of armored personnel-carriers rumble past to a fire fight just ahead. In a village hut in Kienhoa province, an old woman lies dying, broiled lobster-red from napalm, while a soldier spoons watery soup between her flayed lips. At another hamlet a teen-age girl, driven mad from the explosions of mortar shells, runs screaming from her house across the paddy-fields, stark nude...
Gauguin died of a heart attack in 1903 in his hut on the island of Hiva Oa. A sale of his possessions was held after an "expert" in Papeete had rummaged through the watercolors and drawings, throwing most of them "on the rubbish heap-that is, their proper place." Among the surviving papers was a fragmentary note reading, "I am now down and out, defeated by poverty." It was sold in Paris...