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Word: scrubbings (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Literally: Corsican scrub, traditional refuge for lawbreakers; now the term for Frenchmen hiding from Occupation demands. Most Maquis haunt the Haute-Savoie, near Switzerland...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World Battlefronts: MEN AT WAR: On the Plateau | 5/22/1944 | See Source »

They man the pleasure cruisers which have been turned over to the Coast Guard Auxiliary, fill out depleted crews of regular Coast Guard cutters, squeegee paint, scrub decks, inspect buoys, board incoming merchantmen and seal their radios, run signal lights, patrol docks and beaches. In their idle time between their twelve-hour-a-week duty and their regular civilian jobs, the hottest zealots study seamanship, gunnery and navigation...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: COAST GUARD: Bald-Headed SPARS | 12/20/1943 | See Source »

There was the small man with the big remains that Bragg's were colorful. Their muscles, the close combat instructor and fiendish ("scrub barracks tonight") platoon sergeant. He had the "cadre complex" and had it bad, and was continually nasty in a high-pitched way. Then came the first cool day, when he winsomely confided that he was an ex-English teacher, that his greatest ambition was to come to Harvard after the war as a graduate student, "and just read for a year...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: HARVARD GI FINDS LIFE STRANGE IN FORT BRAGG | 10/29/1943 | See Source »

Wenatchee lies miles east of Seattle, past the snow-capped Cascade Mountains, whose passes are sheer rock faces and whose steep fir forests are gashed with crimson where scrub maple grows in the ravines. In these mountain passes the fall rains break and the woods are always wet. Wenatchee, 20 miles away, is a desert, valley, whose volcanic-ash topsoil was once barren of anything but scrub pine...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FARMING: Gloom In Wenatchee | 10/25/1943 | See Source »

Last week, as in every October, Wenatchee's streets were crowded with roving apple pickers. The "apple sheds"-where machines wash, scrub, dry and sort the fruit-ran full blast. Long lines of yellow refrigerator cars waited along the blue Columbia River; at night the switch engines, making up fruit trains, hammered their echoes off the high barren ridge across the river...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FARMING: Gloom In Wenatchee | 10/25/1943 | See Source »

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