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...into the aisles was Charlie's comment as an unidentified plane zoomed overhead: "Here they come, fellows," cracked Charlie, "those yellow-belly bastards. I'll mow 'em down!" Posing behind an advanced gun emplacement, Charlie observed: "I can't see any Japs, but I can smell...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Radio: World's Greatest Audience | 10/19/1942 | See Source »

...panorama of up-moving and down-moving transport. Here the Russians have utilized everything to get stuff up: even brown, shaggy Tibetan camels are lined through the valleys. Mules in stupid groups mingle on the road, slowing up U.S.-made trucks ably driven by Red Army drivers. The strange smell of Russian petrol is mixed with horse, mule and camel manure and the natural pleasantness of the hills...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World Battlefronts: A SONG FROM THE CAUCASUS | 10/12/1942 | See Source »

...expert as an assayer. His primary task as a publisher was to choose editors who best knew how to choose-out of the flooding hundreds of fashion ideas, from ruffles to shoes to dinner-table glassware-the fashions which had that indefinable "smartness" which he could sense, almost by smell. Then he-and they-went to work on the presentation-to "bait the editorial pages," as he once unblushingly said, "in such a way as to lift out of all the millions of Americans just the 100,000 cultivated people who can buy these quality goods...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Cond | 9/28/1942 | See Source »

...smell of hot oil, hot rubber, leather and sweat pervades each steel machine. To this in action is added the bitter odor of powder smoke. And when a tank stops for a moment, fumes from the noisy, thrashing engine drift forward to add to the bouquet...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: ARMY: Wind, Sand and Steel | 9/21/1942 | See Source »

...small boy in a tattered dhoti idly dawdled toe marks in the deep dust. Monsoon skies were slate-grey overhead. The oppressive heat gave added pungency to the smell of human filth in the Girgaun district of Bombay's slums. Shopkeepers moved listlessly; talk dribbled in the bazaars. Suddenly everything changed. Word sputtered from mouth to mouth that the British Raj had jailed Mahatma Gandhi...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: INDIA: Frogs in a Well | 8/17/1942 | See Source »

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