Word: roughly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Well, fellers, its only three weeks now and after then we can forget, to an extent, 0658 physical training, Cowie food, rough rolls, infantry tactics, and 1945 musters. The weekend exploratory missions originating in B. O. Q. will no longer be confined to the USS Statler, Parker House, and similar habitats, but will greatly increase in radius and impetus under the aegis of New England spring and summer...
That weird first night, 27 big C-47 transports hauled their double tows of gliders up to a rough, gullied clearing in the jungle. The glider pilots, Colonel Alison among the first, cut loose, hoped for the best as they headed down for the clearing...
Retreat. Frossia found a job. She typed documents about transgressors of the new economic decrees: speculators in food, currency, timber, building material, raw chemicals, leather, steel, the theft of a sockful of rough amethysts in the Urals, the theft of 500 Ib. of raw glycerine. Her superiors lectured her: "The Party aims have been well defined by Comrade Bukharin. . . ." But she could not understand them. "Imperial or Soviet, she thought, we Russians will never change." Anna von Packen said, "Working for them? How can you? . . . You will not stand aloof from them. Therefore you are helping their ghastly revolution...
Although the situations in the play are far from now, they are given timeliness and significance by the fine acting of the cast. In addition to Miss Rivers, the dynamic acting of Marvin Forde helps the play over the rough spots. The judge is played by William Harrigan who lends sympathy and understanding to the part but occasionally lacks emphasis...
...were like fragments of meteorites over which geologists might puzzle: containing traces of unquestionably valuable metal, with delicate markings and crystal patterns of great beauty and rarity, but of as little appreciable utility as most meteorites. Virginia Woolf wrote short stories all her life, sketching them out in very rough form and putting them away in a drawer to mellow. Or she wrote them to rest her mind while she was writing her novels. Published last week was a posthumous collection of 18, selected by her husband, Leonard Woolf. The book will please collectors...