Word: seesaws
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...forces last week was a tank battalion-45 big Pattons-dispatched toward Uijongbu, eleven miles north of allied-held Seoul. Its stated task: to "seek out and destroy the enemy." Its purpose was, at least in part, to deny the town, almost leveled after ten months of seesaw war, to the Reds as an assembly point and staging base...
...that took no particular study and needed little development. Compounded of his strengths and weaknesses, the style he settled for was as personal as a signature. Anybody who has seen one Modigliani can recognize a second one at a glance: almost all his painted people have swan necks, seesaw eyes and ski-run noses. Surprisingly enough, he was able to characterize each one sharply within that arbitrary formula. For traditional draftsmanship he substituted clear, smoothly looping lines that divide the canvas into locked swirls of space. Instead of a full palette he used a few colors ranging from the darkness...
...rest of the week the battle below Wonju was a seesaw. Several times Hill 247, a half-mile-long crest two miles south of the town, changed hands. One day, 6,000 screaming North Koreans drove the doughfeet off the hill, set up mortars on it and poured fire on nearby U.S. positions. After artillery and air attacks had silenced the enemy mortars, the Americans retook the hill. They abandoned it again after dark, without a fight...
...powerful center of the Lord Jeff line then started to roll. However, during the next 30 minutes of seesaw play, fine checking back and defensive play by halfbacks Pants Pantaleonl, Bill Engstrom, and Harding smothered the enemy scoring threat...
...last two seasons, freckle-faced Francis ("Reds") Bagnell had been a pretty good country halfback for the University of Pennsylvania, but there was never a stampede to pick him for the All-America. Last week, in a thrilling seesaw with Dartmouth on Franklin Field, Penn's captain wrote "Bagnell" into the records big enough for all the pickers...