Word: soundingly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...very little until Congress has done much more. Said National Association of Manufacturers' President Howard Coonley: "Considerable overemphasis is placed on the claim that Congress 'has accepted industry's challenge' and that responsibility for complete recovery has now been shifted to Business. . . . Substantial and sound recovery depends on further positive action by Congress." . . . But he did add: "I know it is not necessary to urge that all members of the N. A. M. examine carefully their present and near-future production demands. . . . Industry must do its utmost, within the limitations of permissible volume of production...
...Reservists. On and near the Civil War battlefields at Manassas, Va. were 23,000 more, sweating through the maneuvers of the Third Corps Area. All were under the command of tart, brilliant Lieut. General Hugh Aloysius Drum, who lent his games more than their usual news value with a sound-off about the Army as it is, as he thinks it should...
Volunteer spotters, eyes & ears straining for the sight or sound of high-flying "invaders," flashed word of the enemy approach to the fields where pilots stood ready to gun the 1,000-h.p. engines of 800 quick-climbing Spitfire and Hurricane fighters. The Territorial Army probed cloudbanks with searchlights, traced the paths of the invading bombers with the long snouts of their anti-aircraft guns. In London balloon barrage crews, on the alert 24 hours a day, inflated their tricky sausages and let them up 700 feet-far lower than would be needed to entangle a real enemy. Defending fighters...
...jazz records to take home with him. Critic Lim did not like jitterbugs. They seemed like irreverent, undignified drunkards. "If," said he, "we in Batavia were ever so lucky as to hear a concert by Duke Ellington or Tommy Dorsey, we would study it, sit and revel in the sound of it, but we would not shake our fingers at it nor cut the carpet with our shoes...
More and more bitter did the board chairman become. Suddenly from Victoria Stables rang a most un-British sound: a revolver shot, then another. White-faced, a clerk ran to the street shouting: "Something terrible has happened." To a hospital in Aberdeen went Board Secretary William Macintosh, shot in the head, and Director Bailie W. McDougall Gordon, senior magistrate of Peterhead, shot in the leg. To jail went gun-toting Board Chairman Anderson...