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...morning of April 18 was bitterly cold and rough. Off to the left, a cruiser let go a broadside. "A low-slung ship began to give off an ugly plume of black smoke." U.S. gunnery had gotten a small Japanese ship within three minutes. But three minutes is time enough to flash a warning. It would no longer be a night attack at 400 miles, but a daylight raid at 800. Lawson heard the shout: "God damn! Let's go!" They went...
From Captain Berdine came an order to pick up survivors. Latticed cargo nets were slung over the stern sides. Single lifelines dangled from the forward decks. Several bobbing Germans drifted within range, shouting "Kamerad! Kamerad!" A few hundred yards away the U-boat rocked and rolled, waves washing higher & higher over its knife-slim deck. She began to settle by the stern...
Last July, when the steaming heat lay stifling across northeast India, a perky, pint-sized, hickory-tough U.S. Army officer slung a sack of dollar watches over his shoulder and set out on foot through one of the world's wildest jungles. He was armed only with a stout Kentucky hunting knife. His escort was a file of stocky, semicivilized native bearers...
...Harvardmen, James Dwight and Fred Sears (Dick's brother),* slung a net across a lawn in Nahant, Mass, and batted a rubber ball at each other. They had each won a game when it began to rain. The absorbed young players thereupon donned rubber boots and raincoats, played out the rubber game. It was not the first lawn tennis match played in the U.S. (a Staten Islander named Mary Outerbridge had beaten the boys to it) but it was historic. Enthusiasts Dwight and Sears soon got their friends to lay out courts on the fashionable lawns of Nahant...
...newspaperman in the film (Robert Young) meets Margaret when she arrives at a London refuge for orphaned children. She stands stiffly, a strange little figure with a tall stocking cap, the shell of a magnesium (incendiary) bomb slung on a cord around her neck, ceaselessly rubbing her dry eyes with her palms. The lady in charge (Fay Bainter) suggests that she may cry if she wishes. Margaret: "You won't smack me if I beller?" "No." Margaret begins to sob, finally relieves her pent-up tension and fears in wild, convulsing wails...