Word: caped
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...cranberry grower on the Cape runs a tiny railroad on his farm. It is the last two gauger in the country. He picked up the antique's parts a few years ago from a Maine junk dealer, put them in working order and now uses the line to haul cran-berries. The local railroad-bugs intend to visit him sometime this spring and spend an afternoon examining his models and riding his ancient train...
GREAT BRITAIN Whistle in the Dark In the state coach that Queen Victoria got in Ireland, King George VI this week rode to Westminster, put on his robes of state (an ermine cape, a robe of purple velvet over a military uniform), and formally opened Britain's most evenly divided Parliament in 40 years. The King walked slowly into the House of Lords, his head held stiffly under the weight of the heavy (2½-Ibs.), jeweled crown of state. Queen Elizabeth, impressive in gold-embroidered white satin and pearls, walked by his side, her white-gloved left hand...
...Rescue. In scattered twos and threes the airmen painfully worked their way down to the beach. The wood was too wet for fires. Continuing bad weather hampered search craft. But in the afternoon of the second day, the Canadian fishing ship Cape Perry sighted two of the men signaling from the shore, and in a short time it had picked up ten. Late the same day, a detail from the Canadian destroyer Cayuga reached Trippodi, who was by now delirious, suffering from exhaustion, shock and frostbitten feet. In all, twelve were rescued...
When 20-year-old Levi Strauss sailed from Manhattan round Cape Horn to San Francisco in 1850 to seek a fortune in the gold fields, he carried a roll of canvas in his baggage. He intended to sell it to a tentmaker to get enough cash for a grubstake. But when he got ashore, the complaint of a friendly miner gave him a better idea. "Pants don't wear worth a hoot up in the diggins," said the miner. "Can't get a pair strong enough to last no time...
Hopper's chief study was the eastern U.S.-particularly Manhattan, where he spends his winters, and Cape Cod, where he goes each summer. Familiar things held him most: great buildings honeycombed with lonely rooms, stark streets emptied for the night, railway embankments, movie theaters, brightly lighted lunch rooms, waiting figures at the doors of isolated houses, gas stations on darkening highways, overgrown backyards, and beach cottages squatting haunch to haunch in the chill September wind...