Word: bents
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...down to 300 m.p.h. I horsed back on the stick and watched the accelerometer. Up she went, and down into my seat I went. Centrifugal force, like some huge invisible monster, pushed my head down into my shoulders and squashed me into that seat so that my backbone bent and I groaned with the force of it. it drained the blood from my head and started to blind me. I watched the accelerometer through a deepening haze. . . . I was blind as a bat. I was dizzy as a coot. I looked out at my wings on both sides. I couldn...
...Chinese thought what Japan now proposes is tantamount to asking China to abdicate her sovereignty. Last week Chinese anxious to know the mettle of the Nanking Government might well conclude from a study of Premier Wang's career that he at least is of whalebone. He has always bent easily, but he has always snapped back. His philosophy of statecraft, ably summed up last year by Vice Minister of Foreign. Affairs Hsu Mo, is that colossal China can afford to take daring and dangerous risks in gambling with small Japan because "in the end China can't lose...
Mystery stalks the rafters of Memorial Hall's lofty belfry since the huge bell was rendered impotent Tuesday by the theft of its clapper. At some time between 9 and 5 o'clock during the day pranksters found access to the seldom frequented and labyrinthine passage to the tower, bent on robbery...
...happened in that great course History 1, and Mr. Perkins, head tutor of the well-known and far-famed boll-boys was lecturing. He was lecturing well, in fact he was lecturing brilliantly. Bent over the desks were hundreds of unfortunates absorbing learning willynilly, their flying fingers striving in vain to keep pace with the gush of dates and of treaties that flowed forth with immense speed. Through Marlberough's campaigns sped Mr. Perkins with flying jaw, through the contemporary Continental complications, through the peace settlements, through the founding of the Whigs and of the Tories, until at last...
...watched Kenneth Lynch in a dinner-jacket and his craftsmen in leather aprons finish the sword on which they had been working for three days. Moving from one anvil to another (each with a different ring), Kenneth Lynch saw that the blade was drawn, beveled, tempered, burnished; the quillons bent and chased to form a swept hilt and the grip wrapped with steel wire...