Word: windedly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Wind Rises. The Company began in 1872 when a Scots engineer named William Clarke Cowie (who looked like a bartender in one of the very best hotels) ran a Spanish blockade to deliver his cargo of arms to the Sultan of Sulu, ruler of North Borneo. The grateful Sultan granted him shipping rights in his domain; later, at a resplendent dinner, he let Cowie persuade him to cede sovereignty over North Borneo to a British syndicate (in an expansive mood, the Sultan threw in the mother-of-pearl dessert plates on the table, along with his realm). Cowie...
...Wind Falls. The Company's vigor, as that of all companies must, in time abated. Last week, the Company was up for sale to Britain's Labor Government. The price was not yet fixed (the Company had rejected a Government offer of ?2,100,000), and assorted descendants of the original Sultan of Sulu were raising claims to the island. But there was no doubt that the grandly anachronistic rule of the last corporate Raj was doomed. Said the president of the court of directors, white-haired, parchment-skinned, 76-year-old Major General (retired) Sir Neill Malcolm...
Politicians and pamphleteers, says Orwell, let their words "fall upon the facts like soft snow, blurring the outlines and covering up all the details. Political language . . . is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind...
...Home-Ola is no architectural gem. What it lacks in beauty, it makes up in strength. Cajun Jack Willis claims that Home-Ola's plywood walls have proved 20 times stouter than conventional walls, will withstand a 125 mile-an-hour wind...
...that's the idea, that's what all the shouting's about . . . that's Christmas come, that's the Kingdom on Earth as it is in Heaven, that's the song and the dance, the old river laughing, the ocean all happy, the wind full of kisses, the sky open arms, the tree jumping for joy, the rock all humming, the night gone whispering, the day come strolling...