Word: screaming
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...bright moonlight Chinese air force planes droned continuously overhead, some with bombs which dropped with a heavy concussion, some with supplies to be parachuted to encircled General Huang. Artillery, which was dug in behind the village, kept up an intermittent fire-first came the muzzle blast, then the scream of the shell overhead, then a distant crunch as the shell exploded...
...Liner. Dirty, ragged, hideously misprinted, sometimes illustrated with pictures that had nothing to do with the text, the penny-dreadfuls had many of the virtues of naked imagination, all the vices of standardized hack work. Their authors, paid by the line (less than a penny), took care that each scream, each gush of blood, even each sentence, received a line all to itself-and thereby laid the foundation of the clipped, brusque speech of the contemporary thriller. Their immediate fascination and influence were enormous. Charles Dickens' low-life reflected their high-spots, Wilkie Collins refined their eeriness. The young...
...younger generation had another way of showing it. What they did was kiss everybody they could lay their hands on. Mothers, grandmothers, sisters, and girl friends were kissed and hugged until their ribs started popping like firecrackers. The air was filled with hoarse whoops of joy, with the scream of in-numerable sirens, and with dozens of red flares. Every few seconds someone shot off a little cannon that struggled to make itself heard above...
...making headway abroad, in spite of handicaps. George Allen says: "Luckily, the Moscow press and radio give us an almost exact gauge of the effectiveness of our programs . . . Radio Moscow's efforts to answer the message of Democracy, carried by the Voice, have grown into a hysterical scream during recent weeks, and 18 Soviet stations have been identified as trying to jam us. We are clearly stinging the Kremlin...
...soon learned what it was like to have Villa-Lobos around. Symphony orchestras found him a ranting, swearing conductor, who at times seemed barely able to follow a score ("C minor! C minor!" he would scream-then, quietly, "It is C minor, isn't it?"). Once during his class at the Rio Conservatory, a girl fainted. Next day Villa-Lobos posted a sign-and students knew he meant it: "Fainting in class not allowed...