Word: morass
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Plunging into this black morass with flashlights, hunting parties finally came across a 100-yd. scar in the forest which looked as if a giant scythe had slashed diagonally down through the trees. At one end were a few lopped branches, at the other the crunched remnant of The Southerner's cabin. In between was a confetti of duralumin, mail, cloth, hunks of flesh. Part of a wing was wrapped around a tree 40 ft. off the ground. Blood stains began high on tree trunks, gradually descended until they smeared the stumps. Everywhere was the reek of gasoline...
...festivities by shouting, "Stop! Comrades, you are making a terrible ideological mistake. Trees in the Communist society are meant for such serious use as the building of homes for the proletariat. Comrades, I order you to go home! Otherwise the whole meaning of our Revolution must sink into a morass of opportunism. Comrades! And you 'Grandfather Frost,' if you do not go home I shall denounce you to the Party Secretary of our Komsomol headquarters...
...Asia practical control of North China was obtained by Japan in 1935 so adroitly and inconspicuously that it was a major Japanese triumph to have avoided producing a Man of the Year. China's perpetually harassed Man of the Year, Generalissimo Chiang Kaishek, entered his most excruciating morass of dilemmas...
Year ago the California Jockey Club, headed by Novelist Peter B. Kyne, baptized the new $500,000 Bay Meadows track, 20 miles out of San Francisco, with high hopes. Promptly these hopes were dashed. Rain always transformed the new track into a morass of mud which always dried out hard as rock, ruined the hoofs of many a horse, the disposition of many a jockey...
...cavalierly shrug her shoulders at Japan's machinations in Manchuria, meanwhile leaving the U.S. "out on the limb" in precarious single protest. 5) That not content with getting the nod from the League, she is attempting to lead this country step by step into a morass of commitments and implied "community of interest" to a point where a last desperate jump backward will only find us stuck in the gumbo of our own stupidity. 6) And lastly, that the only thing worse than a bully at a peanut stand is a bully in Grand Central Station...