Word: sawing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Late. The Reds saw it coming, but they were demoralized by its suddenness and decisiveness. Communist Party orders were for them to stay and work within the C.I.O. In the last hours before Murray got down to business in Cleveland's big limestone convention hall, they tried to save themselves with pleas for forgiveness and promises to be good...
Single-engined bush planes began heading north across the Brooks Range to the Yukon Flats the next morning. Peering out, passengers saw a frozen and desolate scene: a big black river wandering amid a lacework of sloughs, and empty leagues of snow and spruce. The planes landed on a sandbar, took off hurriedly after the muffled Argonauts had hauled their gear out into the sub-zero Arctic wind. More fares ($90 round trip, $50 one way for 165 miles) were waiting...
...question before the court was whether Adolf Schmidt, a German-language instructor who came to the U.S. in 1939, was a man of "good moral character." Applying for U.S. citizenship, Schmidt admitted casually that he had had sexual intercourse with unmarried women "now & then." Schmidt said he saw nothing wrong with that: he was a bachelor, 44 years old, the women were unmarried, and nobody seemed to mind. But the examiner was shocked. Application denied...
...most wistful of all the works of art was a sample of Chinese calligraphy which read: "By chance I saw a short purple jade flute; I know not how to summon music therefrom, yet in my memory rises an airy song of love...
That was the last link that held the Constellation and 48 lives to earth. Sometime, somehow, in the next few minutes a heavy cloud and the high peak of Mt. Redondo on Sao Miguel Island combined and snapped the threads. A truckman saw a flash of light on the mountain. Planes took off to search, and eight hours later a twisted, fire-blackened heap was sighted on the mountainside. In the Constellation's wreckage were its 48 dead, burned beyond recognition...