Word: thrust
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...stations of the new line, like those of the old one in operation since 1935, are granite-floored, clean and glistening, walled with colored marbles, studded with mosaics, friezes, murals and statuettes of Russian workers, soldiers, sailors. An austere statue of Joseph Stalin striding forward, one hand thrust in the breast of his coat, dominates the new terminal platform. The platform was decorated by Professor Vladimir Frolov, who was killed recently in Leningrad after burying mosaics to save them from Nazi shells. A large mural depicts a pilot, a tankman and a tommy-gunner against a background of a mailclad...
...Have an appointment for three," he whispered. He thrust his appointment card toward the starched uniform. "You are number 52," the voice laughed. Bloody 52, Vag shot back, silently. He shuffled from desk to desk, chilled as the dour, guarded faces nodded and smiled toothily. He started, then settled back sheepishly as a cold feminine hand clutched his. "All right now, this isn't going to hurt." She squeezed the blood from his finger onto the glass plate. He started. It was a dark, smooth red. Crimson in triumph flashing, Vag laughed to himself...
...first stages, the third offensive was in effect an extension of the drive to relieve Stalingrad. But as the Russian thrust widened, it also became an effort to destroy the Germans' entire system of communications and supply in the Ukraine, to endanger Axis forces both in the Don-Volga area and in the Caucasus. The great object of the Red Army's winter strategy was now clear: to slice up the Germans' winter lines, keep the Wehrmacht on the defensive from Rzhev to the Caucasus...
Point. Historians may well marvel at the tasks thrust on the 77th Congress; in no other country were the overwhelming chores of global war thrown on such a heterogeneous group of men & women. Some future Reveille in Washington will record the solemn manner in which Franklin Roosevelt asked for a declaration of war, the triumphant grin on Poll-Taxer Theodore Bilbo's face, the specter of Prohibition unearthed by Josh Lee, the invective poured out by Montana's Burton Wheeler, the ringing periods of Visitor Winston Churchill's oration in the House Chamber, the turbulent, sweaty, exhausting...
Even in prison Colonel Booth kept up her work of saving souls. She would stop abruptly before a fellow internee and thrust out her finger with the words: "Do you believe in God? Do you believe you'll be saved?" Though for the most part her only answer was a look of astonishment, she did talk frequently with old men & women, tried in her way to ease the lot of some young British sailors, cabin boys from the torpedoed transport Orama who, still in their early 'teens, had spells of loneliness for home and mother. (Three of them...