Word: panic
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...cannot forget the war in Paris. Night & day one must be on the alert for the dreadful air-raid alarms, and be prepared to go to the cellar if he cares for his life." Axis news pictures have played up the same theme. One, probably genuine, showed Parisians in panic at the Longchamps races, during a raid on the nearby Renault aircraft plant...
...enlivened last week when a woman went to work on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange for the first time in 150 years. She was good-looking, young (18), auburn-haired. But Merrill Lynch, Pierce, Fenner & Beane - the brokers she represented-guarded against too great a panic by garbing her plainly in a tannish gabardine uniform. Even so there was excitement, and will be more. For Helen Hanzelin, until three months ago a junior in Long Island City's Bryant High School, is only the first of more to come. From the Exchange and its member firms...
...planes got through. A tethered barrage balloon was shot down, another was shot free by British antiaircraft. There were very few casualties from bombing. But, on the night of the raid, 178 people died in an accident more gruesome than any of its kind since the Chungking dugout panic, when 461 were suffocated or crushed to death. This is what happened in London...
...rapidly as the first eight, no one will be ale to complain of the monotony. There have been, in the past, moments of impatience when we wished we could turn the clock ahead, but as the time for departure approaches, there are many more moments when twinges of--panic seize hold. Once in the dim civilian past we had doubts about living, eating, and working with sixty-four others in constant attendance; all that is gone--today we have much more alarming doubts about living and working without the sixty-four around! We'll have to go looking...
...Battery D. He was shy, reserved, wore big shell-rimmed glasses: to his pugnacious Irish privates he looked like something of a milquetoast. At the start he was perhaps the most unpopular captain in France. But he led his men doggedly through St. Mihiel and the Argonne, spiked a panic when German artillery once drew a bead on his battery, lost only one soldier killed and one wounded, was promoted to major. On the ship back from France his men took a cut out of all crap games, bought him a monstrous loving cup four feet high and big enough...