Word: ranges
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...stolen car through Petersburg, Va. and forced it into a ditch. In the wreck they found two soldiers, both AWOL. One cop stayed behind guarding them; the other, R. B. Hatchell, set off in pursuit of the driver, who had run away. Half an hour later two shots rang out; Hatchell's body was found nearby...
...Pittsburgh last week, modern music was heard, loud and clear. The occasion: the city's first International Contemporary Music Festival. For a total of 15 hours, the rafters of two concert halls rang with the peculiarly bright and gloomy, slick and perverse sounds of modernist music. At times, the cacophonies seemed to be competing with the harsh melody of Pittsburgh's blast furnaces. Most of it was tried and (often) true music that has been played for the past 25 years, but on some of the scores the ink was hardly dry. Among the musical nuggets...
...cold Korean night rang with silence. But in all the dark and unseen hills for unseen miles around lay thousands of hidden armed men, breathing, staring, listening, waiting. Once in a great while, far away in some high ravine, a machine gun pop-pop-pop-pop-pop-popped, and then stopped to hear its own echo. Thirteen U.S. Marines listened to it with odd gratitude as they felt their way, single file, through a black no man's land of paddy-fields. When the echoes died, they could hear nothing but the sound of their own breathing...
...Steelworkers and their wives, reminisced in his soft Scottish burr, then departed, with a "Good night and God bless you." At 11:30, he and Mrs. Murray retired to their room at the Mark Hopkins Hotel, leaving a call for 6:30 next morning. At 6:30, the switchboard rang and rang, but got no answer. A bellboy knocked, then opened the door with a pass key. Mrs. Murray (who is hard of hearing) was still asleep. Phil Murray lay crumpled on the floor between the twin beds, dead of a heart attack...
...aging prima donnas. Juliet should be played by a girl of 14." Producer Peter Brook was only half-serious about wanting a child-Juliet; he was mostly trying to attract attention to his forthcoming season at Stratford-on-Avon's Memorial Theater. But next morning his phone rang and a breathless voice said: "My name is Claire Bloom. It said in the papers that you wanted a girl of 14 to play Juliet...