Word: patch
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...didn't. Wary Democratic officeholders avoided Fresno last week as though it were a poison-ivy patch. Henry Wallace himself was too cagey to send greetings. Among the 300-odd delegates who did show up, Kenny whipped up enough enthusiasm to start Wallace organizations going in 16 of the state's 23 congressional districts. The organizations would probably collect enough signatures to land a Wallace delegation on the ballot...
Australia seems to be feeling more tolerant toward the uninhibited Yanks (who were never a patch on uninhibited Australians). A Melbourne barmaid overheard two Yankee voices last week. "Coo," she sighed, "It's Americans you are! My, I wish we had you back." To get them back, Calwell offered U.S. veterans special bonuses and aids. His immigration propagagandists turned on the heat. A brochure printed for distribution from Australian consulates in the U.S. called up memories of "those high, clear skies, the rollers at Bondi's [Beach] and the surfers' paradise, the hurly-burly of King...
...Heart was grown in the same fertile Tin Pan Alley patch as Dardanella, Fifty Million Frenchmen Can't Be Wrong, Blue Is the Night, Ireland Must Be Heaven, and Come, Josephine, in My Flying Machine. But Peg O' My Heart grew more slowly than Fred Fisher's other hits, did not reach full bloom until the doughboys came home whistling...
...days in Atlantic gales while the sickened French passengers grew more & more scandalized at the improvidence of American seamen. Items: the captain rarely reckoned their position, the ship carried no spare sailcloth to repair the rags she sailed by, the logbook covers had to be unraveled for thread to patch the sails, food and liquor were so carelessly stowed that quantities of both were lost. Americans, observed Moreau, "rely on luck more than on anything else in making a voyage...
Kittery Point was shocked that Eliza Wall, a well-bred, teen-age schoolgirl, should run after a one-eyed French Canadian kid named Claw Moreau, whose family was on town relief. At first, in school, she had been repulsed by his rude speech, the sinister black patch over his missing eye, the squalor of the wharfside shack where his husbandless mother carelessly raised her children, the fixed lines of bitterness which came from learning early that he was a social outcast. Later Eliza's fear became curiosity; and as she grew older, sympathy...