Word: whisperer
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Ghosts in olive drab and sky blue and German grey pass before our eyes; voices that have stolen away in the echoes from the battlefield no more ring out. The faint, far whisper of forgotten songs no longer floats through the air. Youth . . . strength . . . aspirations . . . struggles . . . triumphs . . . despairs . . . wide winds sweeping . . . beacons flashing across uncharted depths . . . movements . . . vividness . . . radiance . . . shadows . . . faint bugles sounding reveille ... far drums beating the long roll ... the crash of guns . . . the rattle of musketry ... the still white crosses . . . And now we are met to remember...
...almost hear the faint, far whisper of their forgotten songs. Youth, strength, aspirations, struggles, triumphs, despairs, wide winds sweeping, beacons flashing across uncharted depths, faint bugles sounding reveille, far drums beating the long roll, the wail of sirens, the crash of guns, the thud of bombs, the rattle of musketry-the still white crosses...
...aboard the U.S.S. Midway, anchored off the French Riviera. One by one, 16 bluejackets disappeared into a storage room below the carrier deck for a little forbidden pleasure. There they got out their bankrolls, settled to their knees. The soft clack of dice and the whisper of plaintive invocations went on all night until the kitty reached some $3,000. Then the door opened, and three more bluejackets pushed in. But these were different: hoods masked their faces, they whispered commands, and they waved pistols. The crapshooters were ordered to stand facing the bulkheads. The three swept...
...afternoon session it was Assistant District Attorney Ephraim Martin's turn. With much oratorical waving of hands, he proceeded to counter the defence's arguments. About 2:30 p.m. the minister came back from lunch and fell asleep again; an old lady followed suit. Her companions continued to whisper back and forth oblivious of either the court policeman's disapproving glances, their slumbering companion, or the D.A.'s gesticulations...
With characteristic bad taste, TIME (Dec. 24) compounds and inflates all the vicious innuendo of defense counsel under the heading "Trial by Stage Whisper" [a report of the trial of Tallulah Bankhead's ex-maid, for kiting checks]. Said TIME: "The defense attorney had complained bitterly that there were 'two trials going on in this courtroom.' " Since TIME brazenly endorsed that fiction it should have added . . . that it was conducting a third trial, with me as its target...