Word: air
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Another old lady arrived with two ring doves in a wooden cage. 'These,' she told officials at the Palace, 'must be placed in His Majesty's sleeping room for their breathing purifies the air.' The birds too were retained and, so rumor has it, were released a few hours afterwards in the beautiful Palace gardens, where they will no doubt flourish far better than they would have done in their wooden cage...
South America has no endowed school for the teaching of general aeronautics. With the poor development of land transportation, there is a great opportunity for planes to carry passengers, mail and express over the greater part of the continent. This enterprising air transport companies are beginning to do-largely with planes bought in Europe...
...legs dragging in bewildered apathy. The guinea pigs dozed or squeaked with fury. The fowl alone presented a pleasing appearance. Their bright plumes flashed and glittered; their stupid, shining eyes were red with pride or excitement as they strutted, with an excess of vigor, around their tiny hutches. The air, dark with smoke, lacking the dusty sweetness of a barnyard, was filled with the shrill, silly clamor of their voices. Roosters, supercharged with masculinity, cried loudly and beat their wings against bars which were barely sufficient to prohibit a shocking orgy and debauch. Hens cooed and ruffled their clipped, soft...
...high. 47 ft. long over all; very squat. The squatness makes the fuselage virtually part of the wings. In their 90 ft. span the wings proper have a lifting power of 142-Ibs. per sq. ft.; the fuselage 4^ Ibs. per sq. ft. The squatness also creates an air cushion under the plane when she lands, a benefit. To get figures on cost of operation, Mr. Chapman sent his airliner to Philadelphia last week, will send it shortly to Chicago, then to San Francisco. Then he expects to build a fleet of them and set up his own air transport...
There was an evening in Paris in the '70s when the Prince of Wales, later Edward VII, went backstage at the Varietes. He was led through a gloomy cavern of stained canvas, ropes, flaring lamps. The air was pungent, draughty, filled with the cloying scent of women doused with violent perfumes. The blond prince entered the dressing room of the leading lady, a famed courtesan. She greeted him with coy, voluptuous respect, in tantalizing deshabille. The little dressing room was filled with starchy gentlemen, shouting amid the gay popping of corks. To one side stood a myopic, corpulent, bearded figure...