Word: trail
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...field howitzer, truck-drawn, is identical except that it has a split-trail carriage and cannot be broken down into pack loads. These 75-mm.s fire a 15-lb. shell better than 5.3 miles...
Cowboys, Indians, soldiers and lots of noisy gunpowder--a throw-back to the days when Tom Mix, Ken Maynard and Buck Jones used to hold the Saturday matinee spellbound. Remember the thrill when troops of soldiers thundered across the screen leaving their loved ones and a trail of dust behind them. And the Indians--how vicious they looked in their war paint, and how quiet they were in sneaking up on an encampment of sleeping men. But what a grand lot of noise there was when battle took place! Those were the days...
Adolphe Félix Sylvestre Ebou#233;, Governor General of French Equatorial Africa and France's most distinguished Negro, talked proudly in Cairo last week about the future of the black man in his native continent. At last February's trail-blazing French Empire conference in Brazzaville, he had served as honorary chairman, helped promote a policy of "Africa for the Africans." Now, within the French Empire, the Governor General said optimistically, his people stood on the threshold of full citizenship, even of social and economic equality with whites...
After a decade of worldly dalliance, Hollywood has once more hit the sawdust trail. Between The Sign of the Cross (1932) and The Song of Bernadette (TIME, Feb. 7), only One Foot in Heaven (1941) and a handful of politely portrayed priests and parsons so much as nodded at God in the passing cinema. But with the story of the little visionary of Lourdes, something started. It gathers momentum, this week, with Going My Way, a warm, gentle comedy-drama about life in a Roman Catholic rectory. And it is likely to get bigger and bigger as long, at least...
...last week Argentina didn't know its good fortune. Then Mrs. Leila Drew, who writes a column "Mainly for Women" in the English language Buenos Aires Herald, picked up a bit of gossip. She was off like a hound for the pleasant suburb of Villa Urquiza. There the trail got hot. Tradesmen had played with the rumored quints, delivered eight bottles of milk a day to their parents' home. A drug-clerk had seen them brought in batches to be weighed on the scales of the Farmacia San Patricio. Neighbors had seen them being aired in sets...