Word: sawing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...despairing of quiet, picked up the paper and found himself reading the sports section. Then the Great Thing happened. It was a small headline: "Tribe, Sox Head South for Pre-Season Training." Very quietly he picked up a shattered half-ski and hefted it; cocking his wrists, he saw little white balls, not flakes, bouncing off the left field wall...
...Larger Truth. From time to time she made trips to the Russian collectives, was appalled by the horrors which the kulaks suffered in the name of economic necessity. American friends in Moscow saw her come home from these trips and break down weeping. But for all her disappointments in Communism, she clung to it. Of the collectives which had horrified her, she actually wrote: "One hundred million of the world's most backward peasants almost overnight [swung] into ultra-modern farming . . . Their increased income [was] translatable into silk dresses, perfumes, musical instruments...
Late that night, a deafening roar awakened the village. All knew it was an ayapana (avalanche), which to the Indians meant "an earthquake from above." Tons of mountain mud, loosed by the rain, poured over Sondondo. At daybreak, survivors saw only rock-studded earth where once 30 trim houses had stood. At least 70 people were missing...
...Bureau of Labor Statistics took a hard look at unemployment, which is now estimated at three million. He thought that the problem would not require federal action (e.g., public works projects) unless the total reached four to five million and was "sustained for some time." But he saw no sign of that now. The importance of the more-than-seasonal January slump, he said, cannot be gauged until the seasonal pickup in the spring. (The boom still had a good head of steam. Heavy construction awards for the first seven weeks of 1949 topped $1 billion, up 53% from...
...with a snigger: "The cow, she'll get my pension." Major Maddison, leading a rash reconnaissance into disastrous ambush, is shot by one of his own infuriated men. Colonel Pothecary's turn comes too. "[He] rose to his feet . . . ignoring the bullets that squealed around him . . . They saw him stoop, pick a white flower from a hedgerow and fasten it, without haste, in his lapel. Everywhere in the meadow men rose and moved forward with him." And so the bridge is taken, and so the Colonel dies, and so the battalion comes to "The Hill," a point beyond...