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Barbara started skating when she was four years old. Someone strapped old-fashioned double runners to her booted feet and showed her out on the surface of a local pond. Unable to do more than skid and stagger, she wept, Kicked off the blades, and gave up skating...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: 'Cliffe Skater Turns Figures On Ice for St. Paul's Shows | 3/11/1948 | See Source »

...Where is my home? Where is my home?" they sang. (The watching crowd bowed their heads; many wept.) "Fair Bohemia is my home! Fair Bohemia is my home!" (The police stood ramrod still; one reporter noticed several of the policemen weeping too.) "Thunders crashing wild, over Tatras' dark main...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: COMMUNISTS: Police Day | 3/8/1948 | See Source »

...system installed by the Germans blared martial airs and Communist communiqués from every streetcorner. A snatch of music or a few glibly triumphant phrases would suddenly hit people as reminders of the thing that had just happened, so quickly that they still could not grasp it. Men wept convulsively and uncontrollably...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: COMMUNISTS: Police Day | 3/8/1948 | See Source »

...speech as usual, by spending four or five hours in concentrated prayer. This time, he fainted as he knelt in prayer, and had to be carried to the rostrum. There his strength returned and the words poured from him with such power and passion that many of his hearers wept...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Religion: Crusade | 3/1/1948 | See Source »

...Tristanites were content to leave Cape Town, but one thought disturbed them. The folks on Tristan would never believe their stories. They struggled for words as they transcribed messages to be sent to their families, wept as the record was played back to them. Tall, dark-haired Arthur Reppeto had best told the thoughts of all six: "I never think things in Cape Town is as they is.... The streets, there's cement in 'em. Place is luvverly. And now closing with luv to arl on the Hisland...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TRISTAN DA CUNHA: Us Gets Tired of Us | 2/16/1948 | See Source »

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