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Your statement concerning Yamashita [TIME, March 4], "Lieut. General Tomoyuki Yamashita strode up its 13 steps, his big bulk dressed in a U.S. Army fatigue outfit-the symbol of military disgrace ordered by his conqueror, General Douglas MacArthur," was a terrible reflection on the millions of men who wore the fatigue uniform performing honorable duty, and a reflection on General MacArthur's judgment in ordering it that...
...John Boettiger strode into the newsroom of the Phoenix Republic and Gazette, thrust a handout at a reporter. It said that Anna and he would "gradually" develop the newsless shoppers' weekly into a daily paper. It did not say (or need to) that John and Anna hope to break the Republic and Gazette's profitable monopoly. The Republic called itself the Republican until 1930, still talks like one; the Gazette, under the same ownership, is only a little more polite to Democrats. The New Dealing Boettigers obviously hoped to capitalize on one fact of life in Arizona...
...rude scaffold stood in a Philippine cane field near the old Japanese torture camp of Los Banos. In the early morning (3:02 a.m.), under the glare of three floodlights, Lieut. General Tomoyuki Yamashita strode up its 13 steps, his big bulk dressed in a U.S. Army fatigue outfit -the symbol of military disgrace ordered by his conqueror, General Douglas MacArthur...
...trim, black-haired Navy lieutenant named Lester R. Schulz strode into the room carrying a locked pouch. The President reached eagerly for the just decoded papers-the first 13 parts of the final Japanese reply to State Secretary Hull. Franklin Roosevelt read them through in ten minutes, waited for Hopkins to read and hand them back. Then the President said: "This means...
Cleo, "her breasts strained, aggressively pointed and challenging," strode the schooner's deck. "The bunk's so comfortable and so roomy and all," cooed Cleo to Shamus one evening, "-but, well, Captain, it's sometimes so lonesome...