Word: meant
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...will be argued that this was just what was meant to be. Certainly from the very beginning the picture is filled with a foreboding for the audience that, like the whistler, Miss Russell will come to no good end. And from that comes the film's great flaw...
Underwriters now are strictly regulated by the Securities & Exchange Commission. To the public this may have meant, as recently claimed by onetime SEChairman James M. Landis, a $1,000,000,000 saving from stock swindles. But last week underwriters found themselves in a genuine jam as the result of the past two months' stock tumble [first real smash of the Roosevelt Bull Market of the past two years] which this week set new lows for the year...
...these lines, tremendous advantage should France make good her repeated threat to open the frontier for volunteers and munitions, but it would also make a flank attack on the Rightist stronghold of Saragossa possible. To Generalissimo Franco the threat to Jaca had an even gloomier significance: it meant that the Aragon Front, consistently the quietest sector in the entire war, had been kicked into action by the energetic Negrin Government at Valencia. It meant that undisciplined malingering Leftist militiamen who had been quite content to play football with their adversaries between the lines have been replaced by trained troops eager...
...train to Marseille and thence, by night and with all lights darkened, in a freighter across the Mediterranean-so John Sommerfield, young English Leftist writer, got into Spain to join the Loyalist Army. Landing, he was rushed to Albacete ("when I saw the name on the station it meant nothing then"), where in an ex-nunnery the collection of foreign volunteers later to be known as the International Column were being drilled for combat. Here he had his first chance to look about him, see what his comrades-in-arms were like. They were an odd assortment...
...south shore of Nantucket, driven by snow squalls and heavy seas. The ship wallowed helplessly in the breakers, and like a consuming disease the surf began pounding the vessel to pieces. Hearing of the disaster, hundreds of citizens hastened to the sands to render aid. But good intentions meant nought, for before their frosted eyes a cold drama was approaching its climax. The crew, clinging to the rigging--which were giant, slim icicles, slowly were freezing to death or falling with cries into the water. After many hours the Nantucketers succeeded in shooting lines over the vessel...