Word: tore
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...whistled over his open cockpit and below he could see the shimmer of deep drifting snow left by the blizzard. When his radio went dead he had to fight by guesswork along an unfamiliar course. Then a chill fog enveloped him and his plane started to fall. Frantically he tore open its mail compartment, began to dump sack after sack over the side. A farmer near Deshler, Ohio, 50 mi. south of the Chicago-Cleveland airway, heard a plane roar over his roof. He heard a motor cut off. He heard a crash in his wood lot. He found Lieut...
After three weeks of desultory rioting, Paris suddenly became its ancient savage self. Mobs of veterans, of Communists, of screaming young Royalists tore through the streets. Some were headed by brass bands, some carried the tricolor, some the red flag. Each group was for a different cause but all were united against the small-mindedness of the Chamber of Deputies. In the broad Place de la Concorde occurred the bloodiest street battles Paris has seen since 1871. Drawn up at the opposite end of the square were blue-caped police, steel-helmeted Gardes Mobiles and mounted squadrons of the Garde...
Martial law was instantly declared in Vienna and all Upper Austria and the troops called out. Machine guns riddled the Socialist headquarters at Linz. Mountain batteries smashed the barricades of Socialist workmen in the Danube shipyards. Armored trucks with blazing guns tore up & down the streets of Vienna. The Government outlawed the Socialist Party; and Heimwehr youths in grey-green overcoats and steel helmets took possession of Vienna's city hall, for years a Socialist stronghold. Burgomaster Karl Seitz was held prisoner. Army howitzers whanged away at Karl Marx court, largest apartment building in Europe, housing some...
London was fascinated. All Scots with beards were suspects.* Sentimental club men tore open their Times for days, scenting a romance. Hopes were dashed last week with a second advertisement...
Instantly the auditorium was a bedlam. Booing, shouting, shoving spectators tore chairs from the floor, heaved them into the ring, pulled down draperies, ripped out telephones. The riot lasted for a full half hour, ended only when Browning and Savoldi decided to defy the curfew and return to the mat. After another half hour, Savoldi flew feet first at Browning's chin (the "drop-kick"), missed, crashed on his back. Browning fell on him, won the match. Next day the Commission formally repealed its curfew order...