Word: rangely
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...laughter of yeh chi ("wild chickens") rang through every thick-carpeted hotel corridor. The steaks were thick and plentiful. Real Scotch (not Australian) whiskey flowed. Hotel beds had spring mattresses and clean white sheets. By changing U.S. dollars to Chungking dollars to Nanking dollars to Japanese yen, the fabulously inflated prices unreasonably became reasonable (steaks 50?, silk nightgowns $3). For 15 incredible days the celebration throbbed-firecrackers and kisses, music and laughter. British and U.S. soldiers were surrounded by "saltwater plums" (sailors' girls) from Szechwan Road, and by delicate Eurasian women, warm Russians, big-eyed Hungarians...
Admiral William F. Halsey finally rang down the curtain on his vaudeville act about riding the Mikado's white horse: after all, Hirohito's personal belongings were still his. The saddle sent by Reno would go to the U.S. Naval Academy museum, unless Reno wanted...
...Voices rang more strongly with each hymn. The people prayed their thanks, and an earnest young seminarian read the evening's lesson: "And I saw a new heaven and a new earth. . . . Behold the dwelling of God with men, and He will dwell with them. And they will be His people, and God himself will be with them as their God. And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes. And death shall be no more...
...workers. They all carried small electroscopes or bits of photographic film for nightly tests to show the amount of radiation to which each had been exposed. A gadget called "Sneezy" measured radioactive dust in the air; "Pluto" watched lab desks and instruments. Clothing was carefully checked. Devices rang an alarm when a radioactive worker came near...
Howey, who rang the bell with his Iroquois Theater fire scoop (1903) and turned Chicago newspaperdom on its ear by his banner-lined blasting of thieving politicos, has quieted down since the old raw-meat days. In recent years he has been running Hearst's dreary Boston tabloids, the Record and American, in quiet, nice-old-boy fashion. So while some of his greying onetime minions like Burton Rascoe and Charlie MacArthur may have felt a twinge of nostalgia, they could not have been surprised to hear that mellowing Walter Howey's first move on the Sunday-supplement...