Word: tolled
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Ward, a tall bespectacled right hander, had a no-hitter going in the top of the ninth inning, and seemed to be getting stronger, having struck out the side in the eight frame. The cold weather and lack of practice, however, took their toll as Bob Howlett hit a solid single to left field. A walk, an infield out, and a single to right followed, to give the Teachers their runs...
...Bells Toll. Father Louis Pellicier said his last Mass in the old grey church. Reverently he removed the tabernacle. Workers dismantled the altar, took down statues and loaded them in trucks. Plaintively clanging, the four ancient church bells were lowered on ropes. People crowded to stroke the bells with their hands. Said a sturdy farmer, "They are our souls." A hush fell over the village. Some villagers angrily berated the blue-uniformed guards, but even they knew the game was up. Others began packing their belongings. In a week the dam water would be lapping their doors. In a month...
...85th week of war, and 31st of trucemaking, the Battle of Korea was at its quietest. U.S. casualties were less than in any other week: 29 killed, 19 missing, 189 wounded. In the air war, the Fifth Air Force last week reported the loss of three planes, lowest toll since it began pounding the enemy supply lines last August...
...good friends equipped themselves with work clothes, picks, shovels and roadblocks, spent an industrious evening digging a ten-foot hole in a midtown Manhattan street without being caught. Another time he attached an artificial hand to his sleeve, took a trip through the Holland Tunnel. After fastening his toll ticket between the plaster fingers, he whizzed by the collection station, left both ticket and hand in the grasp of a horrified attendant. In addition, he has diverted himself by planting fake pearls in oysters, coaching South Sea Island native youngsters in fantastic Troy-devised folk tales to be retold...
...place is Gallodoro, a sunny Italian town living on glorious memories and bundles from America. Its inhabitants take a dim view of work and punctuality. Two bells toll the passing hour, but the noisy gabble makes it almost impossible to tell the time. Snoozing and boozing by the Mediterranean, the happy people of Gallodoro do not care what time it is. They are more curious about the town's liveliest legend, the 14th Duke of Gallodoro...