Word: sky
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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With the Far Eastern sky flaming as red as the sunburst of the Japanese flag, President Hoover, looking worn and worried, summoned Secretaries Stimson of State, Hurley of War and Adams of the Navy for a White House Council. With them hurried General Douglas MacArthur, Chief of Staff, Admiral William Veazie Pratt, Chief of Naval Operations, and William Richards Castle Jr., Undersecretary of State. Dr. Stanley Kuhl Hornbeck, chief of the State Department's Far Eastern Division, brought along maps of China, laid them out in the Lincoln Study. The President and his advisers hunched over them, talked...
...years of warfare hundreds of Italian soldiers and at least 20,000 Senussites have been killed. No less a person than little King Vittorio Emanuele's own cousin, the Duke of Apulia, harried the Senussites mightily from the sky. Last winter their ultimate fate was sealed when General Graziani cut them off from fleeing into Egypt by building a formidable barbed wire fence 180 mi. long...
...chanted not once but five times in succession the Imperial contributions. From the Emperor: From my own dreams to the weal of my people, thou, Chanticleer, Turnest my thoughts at thy call of the dawn. From the Empress: Send thy joyous clarion call, O Chanticleer, even to the dawning sky, Where fast retiring, yet lingering, the moon to earth draws near. From the Dowager Empress: Let the weary travelers of night take heart again At early dawn when suddenly comes Chanticleer...
Berthed for $5,000 aboard the S. S. Monwai from New Zealand, Phar Lap (Senegalese for "Wink of the Sky"), the "red terror" of the Australian turf, arrived last week in San Francisco. A long-limbed chestnut gelding, Phar Lap (son of Night Raid, English horse, and out of Entreaty, New Zealand mare) has won 32 out of 42 races and $267,675 prize money in Australia. He was taken to Heather Stock Farm near San Francisco for conditioning before being sent to Agua Caliente to race in the $50,000 handicap there in March...
Maamme! Maamme! Our Fatherland! Oh, sacred word sound high! As on our fathers' soil we stand, No hill nor vale, nor sunny strand, Nor fertile plain 'neath southern sky Can with our bleak North...