Word: soils
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Nazis. "This capitulation," he said over the radio, "was signed before all means of resistance had been exhausted. This capitulation delivers into the hands of the enemy, who will use them against our Allies, our arms, our warships and our gold. . . . There is no longer on the soil of France an independent Government capable of upholding the interests of France and the French overseas." Acting on this premise, General de Gaulle set up a Provisional French Na tional Committee in London, dedicated to helping Britain to the end. Winston Churchill, who earlier in the week had said he would...
Whatever the philosophical justification for the extreme pacifism which found such fertile soil in post-war disillusion, the fact is that its effects are undermining the very thing it purported to preserve: the democratic way of life. Wherever I mix with those of my own age I encounter that provincial blindness, apathy if you will, which blithely believes that though the whole world is dominated by brute force and the civilized community of nations destroyed, America ("They have to come across the ocean, don't they.") will go merrily on with freedom and opportunity...
...reportedly would await the birth of the child who may be Holland's first king since 1890, if he has a kingdom to return to. Alexander Loudon, Netherlands Minister to the U.S., when asked if the blessed event was in prospect, hedged: "A royal child born on the soil of freedom-loving America would be both a blessing and a good omen...
Said he: "The future of France depends upon your tenacity. Hold tight to the soil of France. . . . Look only forward." People who saw him in action described him as going about his work methodically at a kitchen table in a whitewashed room of a cottage near the front. As the battle reached crescendo, he declared to his men: "The enemy has suffered considerable losses. Soon he will reach the end of his effort...
...land. The French are pungent people. Little things make them gesticulate wildly and pour maledictions like a flood: a bowl of soup upset, a bus missed, a kiss refused. But big things-the Battle of France, so many of the young men spilling that precious red wine into the soil-makes them cold, determined, grim, brave, calm and proud...