Word: windedly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...crisp and sunny, but a cold wind whipped through the marble columns of the white Arlington amphitheater, riffling the rows of flags. At 11 o'clock a can non thudded out the first salvo of the slow, rolling 19-gun salute and a flag-draped caisson moved slowly up from the Arlington gate, bearing the first U.S. Secretary of Defense to a sailor's grave...
...nobody had been locked up, nobody fined. As their buses banged along toward the Jail of the Lost Child, Tacuba Cemetery or Mercy Slaughterhouse, Mexicans heard as usual the consoling plunk-plunk of the minstrels' guitars, and the familiar words borne long ago by the wind that swept Mexico: // 7 am to die tomorrow, Let them kill me right away...
...began to gather. At 10 o'clock the crowd was thick in front of a receiving set which had been set up at the foot of the shaft. From his pocket, Egyptologist Guinet-Chaplain whipped a new, three-inch cigarette lighter, positively guaranteed to light in the highest wind, at any altitude. While his assistant Mario brandished the parasol and harangued the crowd by walkie-talkie from. the monument's top (see cut), Guinet-Chaplain proceeded to demonstrate the lighter's virtues. Eventually, two firemen climbed the ladder and escorted young Mario down. A disillusioned official...
...Divided." One day last week, escorted by 400 Moorish guards mounted on gold-shod Arabian steeds, Franco rode to the Cortes. No less resplendent than his escorts, whose azure, red & orange capes flowed in the wind, the Caudillo wore the yellow, red & gold dress uniform of a Field Marshal of Spain. Briskly he entered the Cortes chamber through a special door which had been ripped open for him the night before, was bricked up again after the ceremony. Bobbing up & down, Franco acknowledged the cheers of the white-jacketed Procuradores (Cortes members) and the blue-uniformed Falangists. On hand...
...build up when Tommy (Bobby Driscoll), a tenement kid with a habit of telling tall tales, sees a murder. When he tells his sober, hardworking parents (Barbara Hale and Arthur Kennedy), they do not believe him; neither do the police. But the murderers (Paul Stewart and Ruth Roman) get wind of Tommy's knowledge and decide...