Word: bladeful
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...opened one eye. Waving at him gaily, Vag slammed the window shut, cutting off the stream of cold morning air, raising a minute cloud of coal dust, and waking the other figure in the process. The Vagabond bounded into the bathroom, applied shaving cream, and, with worn razor blade, briskly began to scrape at his face. "Five hours to game time, and plenty to do," he mused...
...night in his living room with a broom for an oar. He decided that the traditional Oxford style, in which oarsmen put their maximum power at the end of a long layback stroke, was not only unsound but uncomfortable. He taught a short stroke with a "sock" as the blade entered the water; the men were sitting upright at the end of the stroke, and ready for a quick recovery. In 1917, Hiram Conibear was killed (when he fell out of a cherry tree) but Washington crews went east year after year to win fame at Poughkeepsie. Last week...
Before the game, deadpanned Robert William Andrew Feller, six pounds underweight at 183, went through his usual routine. He hunted up a razor-blade and shaved down the hard calluses on his right thumb and ring-finger. He picked up a baseball to see if it felt light and small (a good omen) or heavy like a pumpkin (a bad omen). It felt soso...
Inside the cream stucco Imperial Hotel, beneath the propeller-blade fans, zealots and schemers argued, intrigued and speculated in more tongues than the Ganges has mouths. When they repeated to each other (as they often did) that now at last Britain's colonial policy had lumbered to the point where Whitehall really wanted to free India, hope revived. When they reflected (as they often did) that civil war had never been closer, despair reached .its depth. The issue seemed to turn on one man-Mohamed Ali Jinnah. Last week all India watched Jinnah's words and actions...
What if a few hundred thousand men huddled together in a small corner of the world had done their utmost to disfigure it . . . so that no green thing, not even a blade of grass could grow; had . . . trimmed all the trees and driven away every animal and every bird-in spite of all, spring was still spring in every town. . . . The birches, the wild cherry trees and the poplars unfolded their gummy and fragrant leaves, the bursting buds of the lindens expanded, the jackdaws, the sparrows and the pigeons were busy and joyous over their nests. . . . Plants, birds, insects...