Word: noonday
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...imprinted it with several signs of his fresh style. For one thing, there is an intelligent use of sound. Small, natural noises-the clop of hooves and the rattle of stones under the wagon wheels-take on weight and value. Spots of unbroken silence have the quality of noonday sunlight on an empty plain. Other refreshing and honest touches: the homely treatment of four frontier chippies (including Gloria Grahame); the persuasively intimate feel of the western countryside; the sensitive cinematic handling of sound and movement in a slow, hide-and-seek gunfight on a mountain slope...
...sweltering noonday heat, 62,000 United Automobile Workers streamed out of the gates of the Ford Motor Co.'s sprawling River Rouge and Lincoln plants and onto the picket lines. C.I.O. loudspeaker trucks rolled into place. Square white placards carried the message: FORD IS ON STRIKE. It was the first mass walkout at Ford since 1941, when a bitter, ten-day strike forced stubborn old Henry Ford to recognize the union. This time U.A.W. had been painfully rallied by an old, three-alarm cry: "Speed...
...According to the historian Eusebius, in 312 A.D. the Emperor Constantine saw a flaming cross and the legend, in Greek, "By this conquer," in the noonday sky near Rome. It is said to have led to his conversion to Christianity...
...noonday, as she lay moored alongside a municipal parking wharf at the foot of Wood Street, a spark flew wild from a welding torch being used to repair a section of loose railing. Within a few seconds, the Island Queen's fuel tanks went up in two explosions so violent that frightened Pittsburghers cried, "Atom bomb!" Fire swept her decks. No passengers were aboard and many of the boat's 96 crew members, concessionaires and musicians were shopping ashore, but the toll was high: 19 dead, 17 injured...
...shuffled slowly through the Yard. He was drearily humming the tune whose words went ". . . sleeping in the noonday sun." It seemed the whole city of Cambridge was sleeping, like some Italian village. The rush and stir of exams, Commencement, and Reunion had passed. Tercentenary Theater had returned to its unknown lair from which it would not emerge until next June; the Yard was shady, quiet, and deserted. Ivy-covered Widener frowned down on ivy-covered Emerson and ivy-covered Sever. Vag was sorry that he had stayed in Cambridge. Better to have gone almost anywhere--New York, Maine...