Word: sound
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Rich Fountain." Had he ever given documents to anyone else? "Yes," said Henry Julian Wadleigh, "on some occasions I gave them to Whittaker Chambers." The courtroom murmured at this buttressing of Chambers' testimony, and Wadleigh seemed to enjoy the sound...
...lawyer in New York and Winston-Salem, he headed a group which bought the city's two lackluster newspapers (Winston-Salem Journal and Twin-City Sentinel), became publisher and made them successful. A self-deprecating, earnest man, Gordon Gray is the rare publisher who can say, and sound convincing, "I consider myself a trustee for the community." He was 32 and the father of three boys when war began. He turned down a Navy commission, joined the Army as an officer candidate, served nearly a year as an enlisted man. Though he eventually saw service overseas...
Last fortnight, tourists who went out to Xochimilco found the boats untended, their flowers wilted. An old boatman named Cecilio ("Negro") Pacheco explained why. He leaned over the side of his canoa, plunged a muscular arm into the murky water. "Look," he said. His arm caused a sucking sound as it went up to the elbow in thick mud. "Who wants to ride around Xochimilco...
...Split. The Communists responded with a radio whoosh of sound & fury to which Berliners have long since become accustomed. Stormed the Red-controlled Berlin Radio: "Clerical quarters" had reported that "a man with such an unsteady character as Bishop Dibelius can no longer remain the head of the [Evangelical] Church...
...proles" (proletariat) lead what might be called a natural life-in hideous slums. The rest of the population, comprising millions of abject party-members, live out their life-in-death under the all-seeing eye of the Ministry of Love, whose "telescreens" (which hear and see every move and sound and bark out harsh commands) are a fixture in every apartment. Each dreary day sees the disappearance of a colleague or relative into the Ministry's death-cellars. No one writes letters; no authentic records of the past are permitted; no memory is safe from the skilled glance...