Word: beatings
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...from Long Beach. Though Marlene came back strong on the last nine, she was down one on the 18th, and beaten. In the finals, tournament-wise Dorothy Kielty, winner of last year's Western, met her match. Mrs. Dorothy Germain Porter, 25-year-old housewife of Westmont, N.J., beat her 3 and 2, became the first mother to take the title since Glenna Collett Vare took it 14 years...
Other calculator experts (a minority) are not so sure. They admit that even the Mark III is crude compared to a human brain with its billions of cross-connected nerve cells. Yet the Mark III can already beat the human brain at certain tedious tasks. Imaginative scientists can only' guess at what other mental marvels its more efficient descendants will be able to produce...
Other calculator experts (a minority) are not so sure. They admit that even the Mark III is crude compared to a human brain with its billions of cross-connected nerve cells. Yet the Mark III can already beat the human brain at certain tedious tasks. Imaginative scientists can only' guess at what other mental marvels its more efficient descendants will be able to produce...
Frozen Feet. In the summer, the sun beat down on the school's tin roof, the pine boards sweated resin, and the smaller pupils dropped off to sleep. In winter "after the white frosts had fallen and blanketed the frozen land . . . many times I saw the red spots . . . from the bleeding little bare feet of those who came to school regardless of shoes." Jesse had to cure pretty 14-year-old Vaida Conway of spitting tobacco juice on the schoolhouse walls, and furtive Alvin Purdy of scribbling obscenities in the privy...
...that Louis Armstrong would play a three-week stand at Bop City in New York. This notice badly frightened those who have been looking to Satchmo' to stifle the moans and yelps of the musical fringe that is bop; but the fright passed as Armstrong stuck to his two-beat last and gave no ground to the banana-split-and-beret coterie that haunts the "bars" in bop halls. It would seem that there are still people who prefer the easy phrases of Dixieland to the jolts and bumps of the new form...