Word: mud
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Spring seems to be arriving at last; at least the snow has turned to rain in Cambridge, and the frozen ground has oozed into the perennial mud. It is not too early to start planning for the vernal equinox...
...undergraduate, Gertrude spent her leisure time in argument ("the air I breathe"), at the theatre and opera, and in taking long walks. To the end of her life, she liked walking; someone has said that she moved like a souped-up glacier, or like a mass of primordial mud. Though young ladies did not usually walk alone at night in those days, Gertrude knew she was safe. In fact, she promised to climb a tree at the approch of a masher--then drop on him and squash...
...Friendly Emulation." In Peking, Lo had heard much about what the government had done for the peasant, but the peasants in the village where he was sent had apparently been overlooked. They lived in mud huts, got bread only when they worked, got seven feet of cloth a year with which to clothe themselves. Bitter and resentful, they never complained, for "everyone is afraid in China." Lo worked 16 hours a day, slept in his clothes to keep warm, did not take a bath for three months. Finally, he hit upon a way to escape...
Twenty days' march from the beach, the few remaining rebels reached blessed refuge in the Sierra Maestra, a wilderness of sheer cliffs, snarled liana vines and pockets of thick, orange mud. Batista, in a fatal mistake, overconfidently withdrew his troops. Castro and his men lived on plantains and mangos-and waited. The first break came from Jose ("Pepe") Figueres, President of Costa Rica, 800 miles to the southwest. To a hastily cleared Sierra airstrip, Socialist Figueres sent a twin-engined Beechcraft loaded with rifles, Tommy guns, ammunition and grenades. "I felt sorry for that man," Pepe explained...
...stone cracked the glass after the boy was pulled off. Again the car sliced through the crowd, was nearly cut off by a herd of cattle but, after colliding heavily with a cow, slipped past. All along the route to the embassy it was met by a barrage of mud, stones and assorted filth. Further back waved crudely lettered signs: "Go home, little dog Rountree." "Rontry, do not step on our beloved land with your bloody feet!" Waiting at the embassy gate was a truckload of mobsters chanting, "Go home, Rountree ... Go home, Rountree...