Word: nights
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Dates: during 1910-1919
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...From a night of calm security I rose, as did thousands about me, to the day's work. But before I could leave my room the steam whistles of all the great industries in the great city and of all the steam craft in its great harbor began to blow.; to bellow and scream and roar and wail in unnumbered voices that presently fused into one and rolled down through hundreds of miles of streets into the open country...
...advised me to see Jack Barry more when he crossed paths with me. I shall, but meantime I am of necessity content with amateur concerts by the Poilus. Night before last a Lieutenant had a sketch produced as the "feature" of such a concert, and I went as his guest. There were semi-singing comedians. Why do all comedians in France paint their faces so broadly red and white? And their songs border on the decent sometimes, remarkable as it seems. One man sang bits from Nanon. He resembled a winter-garden chorus man about the face and timid sweet...
...annual fall election of Lampoon officers held last Sunday night, the following men were chosen for the ensuing year; President, Edgar Scott, Jr. '20, of Landsdowne, Pa.; Ibis, Horace Howard Furness Jayne '20, of Wallingford, Pa.; treasurer, Hugh Campbell Ward '20, of Kansas City, Mo.; secretary, Ernest Lovering, Jr., '20, of Brookline. Ward and Lovering are both serving their second year...
...aeroplane used for bombing was hithertofore considered a feat for night, but bombing in done now in the daytime. Bombs are dropped on billets and both sides sweep down on roads with machine gun fire directed on camions and troops. Three times this happened on our roads, and the aviators on both sides have become remarkably effective. Of course there are many air flights, and these are always interesting. I visited nearly all of my sections. They had been rolling steadily for more than twenty-four hours. No less than four of the sections had had men killed the first...
...which broke through, of sitting tight under his artillery fire, of dodging his rifle and machine gun bullets of smelling his gas and then scrambling into nose-bags, of eating one meal a day on feast days, and none at all on fast days, of staying aware day and night except for an, occasional forty winks stolen when things were more or less calm--in fact six days of pleasant contact with Mr. Boche, which, however, totalled up for all the outfits along the line, smashed his drive on the nose and started him going backwards. Then we moved...