Word: talling
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...tall, lean Briton was going about the country last week with the grave air of a scholar at a county fair. In Washington, the discussions on the North Atlantic alliance were about to resume. But before he settled down to that problem, Sir Oliver Franks, ambassador to the U.S. and onetime professor of moral philosophy, thought it important to make a good-will tour of the U.S. Midwest...
...worn clapboard cabin, the 113-year-old black body of Uncle Row Adams lay very still beneath the patchwork coverlet. Over his bed, his tall silk stovepipe hat hung on a peg in the wall. Through the dusty windows, his daughter Ella could catch glimpses of the worn-out Texas land. She wrote laboriously: "Sir. This to say Popa offi low. Now he done stop eating ennything, wont nothing and no one. I am riting let you no he no good. He might be living when you get hear and then he might not." A few hours later, when...
...evacuation jitters had already seized the troops awaiting air transport. Soldiers, ignoring orders, were fighting their way on to planes already on the field. Intermingled in the disorderly jam of troops, women dressed in soldiers' uniforms struggled to keep squalling infants from getting crushed. "My God," drawled a tall Texan, "they must think these planes are made of rubber...
...open hatch of one plane, a man climbing up the ladder was blocked by another soldier. They wrestled at the hatch, lost their footing and thumped heavily to the ground. A C.N.A.C. ground crewman, a tall youngster in a black cap, screamed at the soldiers: "Stop! Stop! You are mad!" An angry red crawled up the taut vocal cords in his neck. "You are a disgrace, a disgrace to China!" Heedless, the soldiers stepped over their comrades still pummeling each other on the ground and jammed into the plane...
...object of all this billingsgate is a devoutly religious-and highly litigious-Quaker who has never been known to fire a shot, lift his fist, or even raise his soft voice in anger. Andrew Russell Pearson is a tall, tweedy, disarmingly mild-mannered fellow, with thinning light brown hair, a sparse mustache and earnest mien; he looks like a shy, quizzical cow college professor-except for his wary blue eyes. The mild manner camouflages a tough, diamond-hard core. And his casual clothes, his innocuously small-town look serve him well in Washington's lower echelons, where many...