Word: sinkings
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...after the first group arrived they diverted a creek for irrigation, and plowed. Under Young's relentless driving a city was laid out, farms established, dams raised, smithies, tanneries, crude flour mills set up. Young knew what the Mormons needed for survival: isolation and a chance to sink their roots. When the Mormons heard the news of the gold strike at Sutter's Mill, he cried: "Gold is for paving streets," and rallied the faithful to their toil...
...Consort. Albert was the only modern precedent* for the role Philip would play in British life. Although he had no constitutional power of his own, Albert exercised enormous influence over British politics by patiently and studiously advising Victoria. A royal husband, he wrote, "should entirely sink his own individual existence in that of his wife. He should aim at no power, shun all contention and continuously and anxiously watch every part of the public business in order to assist and advise...
...Japanese civilian workers had lost their heads. No one thought to shut the water-tight doors. Slowly, water welled into the Shinano. Six hours later, her Japanese skipper tucked a portrait of Emperor Hirohito under his arm, scrambled over the side and left the biggest carrier ever built to sink ignominiously, the victim of one torpedo...
...Secretary of State, should they place all their eggs in the Marshall basket, present their proposals to the United States, and should Congress then fail to back up the State Department with funds, the plan would be turned into a gigantic boomerang. The stock of the United States would sink to an as yet unplumbed depth. And this is by no means an inconceivable possibility, for the appropriations involved will be staggering. They will dwarf the two and a quarter billions spent on UNRRA. The Second Session of the Eightieth Congress may be more than somewhat reluctant...
Last week at the St. Louis Country Club, Sammy Snead trudged onto the final green. Carefully, he plucked a leaf from the sod, squatted to survey the roll of the green. It was the U.S. Open Championship again, and he had to sink an 18-foot putt to get into the playoff match. Sammy stroked the ball, and a gallery of 3,000 stood in awed silence as it rolled up to the cup, plunked in. Then the gallery roared. Sammy puckered his lips and grinned. This time things were going to be different...