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...raider has prepared for his World War II job by having trained himself as a "heart raider" on his world cruise. I also had a hell of a time getting through the British blockade as a fisherman. I am proud of being an honorary citizen of San Francisco. (Signed) Felix Count Luckner, Berlin...
...perfectly unafraid. . . . Our troops near the bush return the fire and the Banda . . . fade into the night. ... At 2:30 a.m. enemy firing starts in earnest. They're firing right down our lines, the peeng of their ricochets strikes me as being as funny as hell. ... In the meantime our machine guns open fire and we lob two mortar shells into the bush, and the Gold Coast add to the noise by firing rifle grenades and by the time I have made up my mind where to place myself the whole show is over and back...
...this point a lone Nazi on a motorcycle appeared at the convoy's rear. An armed guard stuck his head out from the rear lorry's tarpaulin and said: "What in hell do you want?" The Nazi tommy-gunned him. Another guard shot the Nazi...
...week a tired, chubby suburbanite was driving home through the outskirts of Detroit. In front of the Methodist Church at Farmington his eyelids dropped, the front wheels fluttered, the car curved, careened, crashed into the back of a parked truck. So died a rootin', tootin', shootin', hell-for-leather buckaroo -radio's Lone Ranger. As founder of the five-year-old Lone Ranger Safety Club, he had broadcast many a strong appeal for careful driving...
Around the time of the Civil War, Nevada's Virginia City, site of the fabulous Comstock Lode, was the wildest, hell-roaringest mining town in the world. Men who arrived haggard, filthy and penniless soon made thousands of dollars a week from the blue-black silver ore, gorged themselves on oysters, caviar, champagne. The streets thundered all night with brawling, boozing, wenching. Sam Brown, one of the first "bad men" of the old West, literally carved a man to pieces with his bowie knife, went to sleep on a table while his awed companions collected and removed the fragments...