Word: skirled
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...national sense of propriety. "A foreign pest on national soil," cried one member of Parliament, after nosy Blick reporters demanded more than government handouts; orders went out that shut every official door on Blick's newsmen. Three Lucerne businessmen circulated a flyer labeled Pfiff-which means the skirl of a whistle, as blown by a referee calling a foul-that wishfully pronounced Blick dead. Instead, Blick's Lucerne circulation jumped from...
...blare of military bands and the skirl of bagpipes, a troopship last week steamed into Egypt's sweltering Sinai port of Tor. Aboard were 2,000 Egyptian soldiers, the first big contingent returning from the war in Yemen. Army Chief of Staff Lieut. General Ali Amer hailed them as "victorious troops who have achieved a 20th century miracle," to wit: "Snatching the Yemeni people from the pit of poverty, ignorance and disease and leading them toward the path of dignity and development...
Lafayette. The covered wagons sway in from over the hills, the Indians busy themselves with bows and arrows, white men in buckskins make the air pop with gunfire, the sound track throbs with folk-heroic music. Then, to a skirl of bagpipes, the Redcoats come over the ridge. For a moment it looks like the realization of a Hollywood nightmare: the day the Western epic and the historical spectacular arrive for shooting on the same location. Maistiens-it is only the American Revolution as conceived by the French producers of this Super Technirama, 70-mm.-Technicolor, Copernic Cosmos...
...house (No. 5 Burgstrasse), he makes his facts sound like discoveries and his Munich sausages appetizing enough to nibble. Edinburgh, with its floral clock, riot of tartans, and Queen's Own Cameron Highlanders, gives Sasek's artistry more scope. This superior junior travel guide deserves a special skirl of the bagpipes...
...theatre goes black. Out of the silence comes the skirl of a distant bagpipe, growing louder. Hideous orchestral discords intrude. The stage and part of the auditorium fill with mist; and soon we make out a trio of witches, the first asking, "when shall we three meet again?" We settle down, ready to give ourselves over to the wonderfully weird and terrible universe that is Shakespeare's Macbeth...