Word: screech
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...lone oil man could be a pretty nice guy, I guess, but I've lived with a good half-dozen ever since joining this battalion two years ago. I believe I have yet to hear any two of them reach an agreement, and I have listened to them screech at each other all the way across the Pacific. The C.O. is one of 'em but his rank doesn't help him when the majestic question of proper mud consistency arises...
...Maloelap, little bandy-legged men squinted at the Pacific sky and ran for cover. Even over the island of Eniwetok, furthest west of all the Marshalls, the carrier-based planes arrived (see map, p. 19). The atolls shuddered under the impact of bomb upon bursting bomb and presently the screech and clump of shells added to the din and terror. Out of sight, over the horizon, surface ships had joined the carriers and were bringing the little men's islands under naval gunfire. Long awaited, long expected, the U.S. attack on the Marshalls was developing (Tokyo hinted that...
Numbed Bodies. A full 35 minutes after the accident, passengers huddled atop the embankments heard an ominous sound. Up the northbound track, at a full 90 m.p.h., roared the Tamiami East Coast Champion, heading straight into the derailed cars. There was a sickening screech, a clattering crash; then stillness and, finally, the small cries of the hurt and dying...
...story concerns a handsome U.S. oil salesman, working the Far East for all it is worth, and a beautiful young American teacher, a hard-headed idealist in lipstick and raincoat. These two meet in the shell-screech and Kleiglight of Paramount's Chinese war. They help the Chinese, they love, and he dies. In depicting these events, several Paramount writers have had their characters speak out in such terms as: "Women just know things like that" (intuition); "It's the funniest feeling-I wish I could tell you what it's like" (love); "I am afraid...
Those Who Die. When we arrived in Chengchow the snow-covered, rubble-ruined streets seemed full of ghosts in fluttering grey-blue rags. They darted from every alley to screech at us with their hands tucked in their gowns to keep warm. When they die they just lie down in the slush or gutters and give up. We prodded one or two of them gently to see whether they were still alive. The relief committee here is supported almost entirely with American funds, from United China Relief and tries to keep some women & children alive in a relief camp...