Word: superiors
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...deplorable conditions Scully said he found in his new Job. Without consulting his superior he began to correct them. Said he: "When there is a fire I don't wait to get permission to put it out." Inmates of a Los Angeles school for the blind were receiving harsh treatment, said he, from civil service employes. He questioned whether the death of a young inmate of Whittier State School near Los Angeles was suicide, as reported; said inmates were being grossly mistreated and cruelly punished. Last fortnight Dr. Rosanoff fired Frank Scully, later charged that affairs in Scully...
...tests: the Army will have the new tailoring, trousers and all, but will stay in olive drab. "For all-weather, all-year-round wear," said Mr. Woodring, who wore khaki in the A. E. F., "and for all types of terrain, the olive drab color proved far superior to slate blue so far as camouflage was concerned...
...British ships could catch Deutschland on a short run (31-33 knots against 26 knots) but not in a chase the length of the Atlantic, where the Germans' fuel endurance at economical speeds would be superior and the British would have to stop and tank up. Only two other Allied ships which could take on the German raiders are the French Dunkerque and Strasbourg (30 knots), based at Brest...
...Cathedral, Manhattan, Vicar General of the New York Roman Catholic Archdiocese; after long illness; in Manhattan. He was uniquely honored by being the first ecclesiastic below archiepiscopal rank to be buried in the cathedral crypt, in company with three Cardinals, two archbishops, including his old friend and superior, Patrick Cardinal Hayes...
Yeshua as seen by the Roman: "His body was lean and hungry-looking . . .strange pallor. . . . A young black beard, which mingled with the ritualistic ear-locks hanging down at either side." Less than two years later, when Yeshua stands before the Roman's superior, Pilate, the soldier notes: "On his graying-hair lay a wreath woven of thorns. . . . Little trickles of blood clotted the hair of his ear-locks, ran down his beard, and fell drop by drop onto his throat and naked body...