Word: man
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...culture in the East, now a hurtling trade centre at the base of the Carpathian Mountains. Rolling hills in the background, overshadowed by the black mass of a 3,000-ft. peak; the Prut River flowing nearby. Enter Colonel Josef Beck, Foreign Minister of Poland. No longer the same man as in Act I and II, the Colonel is haggard, sleepless; the sardonic elegance that marked his appearance has vanished. With him is Marshal Smigly-Rydz, Commander in Chief of the Polish Armies, equally haggard, desperate. The two men approach, talking angrily. Beck suddenly stops, faces the General, Smigly-Rydz...
...feet tall and nearly 200 pounds-he lost an eye fighting in Shanghai. In public gatherings he alternately dozes and rolls with silent laughter. His good nature will be hard for U. S. diplomats to resist, but in case Japan has to do the resisting, he is a Navy man: smile for smile, fleet for fleet...
...sagging morale, with the knowledge that Britain and France were no longer the whalebones in China's financial corset. The Army's greatest blessing was that it no longer had Russia to fear. Soldiers read reports from Domei, the official news agency, telling that in the no man's land of the Manchukuo-Outer Mongolian border, a Japanese lieutenant colonel and a Soviet major general stepped from cars decorated with white flags and shook hands in formal recognition of their truce. Domei reported nothing, not even the gist, of their conversation. All it said was that...
...absurd to talk of extermination. Nations could not be exterminated and a peaceful, prosperous Germany was a British interest. His answer was that it was England who was fighting for the lesser races whereas he was fighting only for Germany: Germans would this time fight to the last man: it would have been different in 1914 if he had been Chancellor then...
...true that, hideous though local scenes were-a shell lighting on the crew of a pillbox, a riddled fighting plane screeching to its crash, a forest suddenly illuminated at night by roaring red dynamite, a man crawling back through the grass to an aid station-they were as nothing compared to what could & would take place when one side or other turned loose its full offensive power. When & where that offensive would come remained inscrutable at the end of the war's third week, but major stirrings and preparations, monstrous massing of men on both sides, boded cataclysm soon...