Word: regimentations
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...their dungareed, helmeted gargoyles was the Army's newest emblem: a black tank tread, superimposed on a tricolored triangle of yellow (for cavalry), scarlet (for field artillery) and blue (for infantry). For tanks are only the armored hearts of a modern, mechanized division; each has in addition a regiment of motorized (truck-borne) infantry, another of motor-drawn artillery, and a profusion of ex-cavalry officers...
...first time in 22 years, the Met revives The Daughter of the Regiment, whose bubbling tunes were written by Gaetano Donizetti a century ago. It revives it specifically as an ear-tickling, eye-tickling vehicle for Coloratura Pons, who is vocally and boxofficially about the best there...
...anything, even the worst. The Met is one of the last great lyric stages in the world, but opera at the Met has a way of prattfalling between two stools. The Met guards the grand operatic tradition, but it also yearns to tickle its public. The Daughter of the Regiment is a tickler...
...does not mind being called a mercenary. Much of the Corps' fighting has been done while the nation was at peace. Without the thrust of wartime patriotism and the applause of the folks at home, Marines have gone thirsty and lousy, won medals, died. Today a whole regiment camps in Shanghai, the hottest spot in the troubled Orient, where a sergeant's blunder might throw the nation into war with Japan. In such spots, the Marine Corps' mercenaries do the job as they have been taught to do it. Their reward will be another campaign ribbon...
...black, smutty West Virginia mountains the train had chuffed into Charleston, where a raucous crowd listened to the candidate's strained voice: "We're going to win. Write it down." Earnestly he had exhorted: "Help us, help us, help us." In Baltimore crowds had packed the Fifth Regiment Armory to hear him speak of "increased business enterprise, job opportunities for our people." In Wilmington next day he had exulted: "I never felt better in my life." That morning he was sure he saw triumph...