Word: priding
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Chinese respected the Gimo's indomitable will, his stubborn national pride, but they had a sharp sense, that he-and they -had failed. One measure of that failure, some of them felt, was the performance of Chiang's own Whampoa Academy generals. Said one Chinese bitterly last week: "They are old and tired; in 20 years they have passed from the sunrise to the sunset." Some had turned carpetbagger. In one instance, soldiers defending Mukden watched a planeload of payday currency signed over to an army general and flown back to his bank in Shanghai. The government...
...with water from time to time, causing the Town Fathers endless drainage worries. And then there were Captain Adino Paddock's elms. Captain Paddock decided Old Granary needed to be dressed up, so he imported 16 elm trees from England and planted them along the cemetery. They were his pride and joy, but unfortunately the youths of Boston town could not resist swinging on the limbs. The Captain once advertised a reward for "the Person or Persons that on Thursday night last cut and hacked one of the trees opposite his House . . ." Another time, espying a boy shaking...
...gusty breath of all this excitement still hung in the air. The headsaws of lumber mills screamed along almost every lake and waterway. Loggers, fishermen, sailors and bums lounged by the hundreds beside the Skidroad's missions, hash joints and flophouses. Seattle's tough cops still took pride in using force sufficient to make an arrest, and dragged in many a prisoner by the heels...
...guidebooks, there should have been a great university, standing in the middle of the town. But when British troops moved into Caen that July day in 1944, they saw no university. The night before, an Allied bomb had struck the library, and fire had destroyed the buildings. The pride of Normandy, the 500-year-old University of Caen, had vanished...
...Servile and impertinent," Lord Macaulay had called him, "shallow and pedantic, a bigot and a sot, bloated with family pride, a talebearer, an eavesdropper, a common butt in the taverns of London." That, for several generations of scholars, was the final verdict on James Boswell. The 18th Century Scotsman was regarded as little more than a toady and a drunken rogue, whose one claim to fame was his great and somehow accidental Life of Samuel Johnson. And many credited the book's virtues to the subject rather than the biographer...