Word: roar
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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That night 80,000 queremistas jammed the Vale of Anhangabaú, a grassy park amid São Paulo's skyscrapers. "Workers of Brazil!" boomed Getulio. There was a sigh from the crowd, and then a roar: "Getulio! Getulio!" He spoke for an hour, recited his "conquests" for Brazilian workers. If elected, said Getulio, he would back more social legislation. He would provide free land for the poor. He bore malice toward none...
...routine handling brought a roar of protest from liquor dealers, amazed at the gullibility of Eugene C. Pulliam's* Republic. The letter, they said, was a fake, a rewrite of old prohibitionist propaganda that had been planted in the Republic as part of the drys' campaign to put over a local option law backed, added the wets, by Oklahoma bootleggers anxious to expand their business...
...Hatches were opened, sailors in blue shirts and dungarees oiled up the winches, coiled ropes, listened to the roar of the engines as Higgins boats were tested, unlashed, swung out from their davits...
...Fred Rentschler gained another lap in the jet-power race. To mark Pratt & Whitney's 25th anniver sary, he dedicated a new $12 million gas turbine testing laboratory on the banks of the Connecticut River. Oldtimers who examined the concrete-lined testing chambers, in which jet engines will roar full blast in a gas-swirled inferno, were reminded of a classic Pratt & Whitney story. A wartime visitor to the plant, watching blue flames flickering from an engine's exhaust, remarked brightly: "Actually, you people simply are trying to contain and control fire, aren't you?" Replied...
Tulane University's Psychologist Harry ( "Uncle Harry") Miles Johnson, 65, a rumpled and violent lecturer who would roar long and loud at his own bewildering jokes ("What's the matter, sir? Don't you get the point, sir?"), hated to have women in his class ("Damn it all, Mrs. Brown, I wish you weren't here"), liked to announce his quizzes by pulling up his tie like a hangman's noose ("Well, I'm going hang you on Thursday. . . Any questions? ). An incorrigible mangler of names, Uncle Harry once bedeviled a student named Diket...