Word: arid
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...Bubonic plague turned up in the West Indies and he headed the McGurk Commission. He would try out his Phage, but insisted that test patients be observed first. More hostility from McGurk, from the colonial government. When he finally had his way, Death, ironic in ghastly buboes, crept in arid throttled Leora. So that stroke for Science flew wide. Her death unmanned him, his figures went to pot, and the results McGurk published were flagrantly padded...
...pottery vessels (for water) and baskets (for food) on the journey to the hereafter. The stature of adults was not much over five feet. Grains of corn, corncobs, squash seeds and beans indicated that the people had practiced dry farming at a time when the region was not as arid as it now is. There were also bones of deer, mountain sheep and rabbits, remains of fibre garments and garments of twisted leather, the inevitable dice, beads of turquoise and shell. The pottery, white or light-colored with black designs, was made without potters' wheels. There were chipped stone...
...STREET OF THE EYE-Gerald Bullet-Boni Liveright ($2.00). Simmering, sizzling, boiling, gurgling, spitting, the fear of God bubbled like Hell's lava in the head of Bellingham; it drove him out of bed and across the arid plains of Hell under a sky monotonously grey except where the sun, a bloody red, like a huge socket from which the eye had been torn, stared sightlessly at him. In this story, the first and most powerful in the book, Mr. Gerald Bullet adeptly spins out mystification until it becomes mysticism. The Enchanted Moment tells how a certain gnome made...
Prosaic matters such as bullets do still enter into consideration, just as forcefully as they impress themselves upon the soldier; still, the romance of war is redeemed by the paltry value of the arid soil the Spanish and Moroccans are fighting over. This is no bating-match between rival nationalities; it is rather a jousting time for lumbering knights-errant...
...needed amnesty, not he. "I cannot accept .the Spanish amnesty," he said, "but I can accept French hospitality. My banishment consisted of 'being thrown onto the island of Fuerteventura, which nature dropped into the ocean like a slice of the Sahara Desert. I lived for months on this arid island, many times suffering from thirst. I cannot return to Spain and retain my dignity...