Word: nights
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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When he goes home at night to his Elizabethan house in swank Palmer Woods, he likes to stay there and read (history and biography) and before bedtime to go for a walk. Sometimes on his walks he meets husky President Bill Knudsen of General Motors or Director Pete Martin of Ford, both neighbors, but he seldom sees them otherwise. He is too busy and so are they...
...major mechanical innovations (the other: Sealed Beam headlights) for its three series: "Hydra-Matic Drive" (a fluid flywheel combined with an automatic transmission which eliminates the clutch pedal, leaves nothing for the driver's left foot to do but play with the headlight beam at night). Prices: $765 to $1,075 (Hydra-Matic, $57 extra). Low, racy, graceful, Olds has a new eight-cylinder Ninety and its Sixty & Seventy sixes...
...starts out right innocently as that folksy love story about the young airplane mechanic and the traveling show girl in the quietest little Mid-American village in Hollywood. But when it shows U. S. average citizens organized by some mysterious agency to wreck airplanes, spoil machines, plant bombs by night in factories where the bomb-planters make their living by day, then uncorks a Hollywood program of vigilantes and kangaroo courts for dealing with them, Sabotage begins to look like the well-timed opening gun in a campaign to shoot for the witch-hunter trade...
...into Spain, Bessie and his fellow volunteers had to climb over the Pyrenees one windy, cold night with small paper parcels as their only baggage. At dawn they stood exhausted on a peak, their city overcoats whipping their legs, and looked south for 50 miles over peaceful country. On the way down they met three women dressed in black. "When we passed we saw that they were poor peasants; one young, one middleaged, one old. They smiled and said, 'Salud! Salud Compañeros!' The oldest said nothing...
...countless such uninsistent details, Bessie's writing has the effect of telling exactly how it was. How it was for the Americans, with Times Square still in their heads, singing "There's a long, long trail awinding" at night in dimly blue-lit trains, learning infantry drill and Spanish, shaking down into an argumentative army in which every officer was "comrade." They had their own language: a man "organized himself" a new rifle, a chocolate bar, a butt; the lethal cigarillos finos they were issued were known as "anti-tanks...