Word: soft
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...direct flight to China was proposed for the first of flyers. An accomplished and reliable Chinese gentleman, also an aviator, sponsored the rumor. Skeptics pointed out that such a spectacular bid for Chinese good will was among the more remote problems of immediate statecraft. Hard-headed U. S. men, soft-hearted U. S. women grumblingly asked when the dangerous far-flung flights of Col. Lindbergh would cease...
...Babylonian tucked his curled black beard out of the way and with a wedge-tipped stylus stamped cuneiform characters into soft clay bricks, which he later baked and for security wrapped in an envelope of clay. That too was writing...
...Josef Pilsudski. His red and gold salon carriage* blazoning the white eagle of Poland had barely stopped at the Geneva station when French Consul General Ame LeRoy stepped aboard and gently took in tow the tigerish Marshal. Bystanders smiled when this arch-militarist appeared in a civilian suit and soft felt hat. They sobered, however, as his hand snapped automatically to return a salute and he stalked from the station with long, dynamic strides...
Whether or not they know what the Industrial Workers of the World* are all about, the soft coal miners of Colorado have been listening to I. W. W. organizers since last summer when the "Wobblies" engineered a "sympathetic" strike in behalf of the late anarchists Sacco & Vanzetti. Colorado mine operators discountenanced the comparatively conservative United Mine Workers some time ago, introducing company unions to replace branches of the A. F. of L. subsidiary. Wages having been depressed below the Jacksonville scale, the I. W. W., one of whose favorite phrases is "Yours till the next big strike," saw a chance...
...along country roads, this fire burned slowly and with an acrid smoke as if there had been some bitter taste in the old crisp leaves that it was compelled to chew. For two days the secrets that had been written down so neatly upon paper, were translated into a soft and fragmentary tongue before they perished into smoke. Sir Basil Zaharoff, content to disregard a questionable fame that might have injured a more immediate potency, watched the conflagration with mild attention. He said: "I burned it because I have no reason for satisfying morbid public curiosity." After this arrogant comment...