Word: rodes
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...parts of Shansi province and come back alive. To get there he flew from Chungking to Sian (400 miles, five hours), went on by train to the Yellow River (70 miles, five days, one wreck, one washout). There they gave him a horse, and for three solid weeks he rode ten hours a day, sometimes on ledge-narrow mountain trails, to reach the Chin Valley. He got there just in time to send us one of the most important dispatches of the war -about how the Chinese had routed the Japs in the Chungtiao Mountains. (The Japs haven...
...tiredly as he reviewed a company of the Garde Mobile. Said he: "Bon jour, mon général. . . ." Said Giraud: ". . . Très content de vous voir." Then, in a blue Packard sedan, with General Georges Catroux (five stars) sitting between them, Generals Giraud and de Gaulle rode off to the long-awaited parley for a united France...
Next big action was at Santa Cruz, where Enterprise was badly damaged and withdrew for repairs. But Bill Halsey had to order her out to meet an enemy thrust before she was entirely restored; Navy "Seabees" rode along from the base and were still hard at work patching when she started sending her planes into action. In the final round of the Solomons battle last November, the torpedo bombers caught a Kongo-class battleship, slapped it with six tin fish and left it dead in the water...
Whalebone tough as he is, Henry Ford had never expected (until recently) to outlive his only son. All his life Edsel was the pupil, his father the teacher, empire management the subject. As a baby, Edsel watched his father tinker with his first horseless carriage, rode proudly on a special little seat when it first sputtered along Detroit's dusty Bagley Avenue...
...musicians gathered from Louisiana rice paddies and the Pullman cars. Its leader, spare as a lath, was 63 -year-old, silver-haired Willie C. ("Bunk") Johnson, onetime teacher of Louis ("Satchelmouth") Armstrong, and the greatest jazz trumpeter of his not quite bygone day. When Bunk and his old friends rode out on the classic New Orleans stomps, the San Francisco crowd knew it was getting the fragrant, free style syncopation it had come...