Word: chemist
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Modern Hunt. Since the supply of musk has never met the demand, perfumers have always looked for substitutes. They discovered that many animals have musky-smelling lure glands. Beaver glands yield castor, which is widely used. So is loud-smelling civet. Perfume chemists once eyed skunks, encouraged by the fact that many people do not mind a distant skunk smell on a frosty morning. But the perfumers finally gave up on skunks: their scent is basically a defensive weapon rather than a sex lure. Muskrat glands, a cheap by-product of the fur trade, did work. The muskrat substance...
...occupation policies at work. Berlin is Europe's vantage point for watching the development of Soviet policy. Scott has an extensive acquaintance among Russians in Berlin. Few Americans know the U.S.S.R. as well as Scott; he worked in the Soviet Union for five years as a welder and chemist in the steel mills at Magnitogorsk, for four years as a newsman in Moscow (he was expelled for reporting too well). He married a Russian, speaks German and Russian fluently. He is the author of three books about the U.S.S.R.: Behind the Urals, Duel for Europe and Europe in Revolution...
...pleasantest voices. With teachers looking over their shoulders, scriptwriters pressure-cooked daily programs about music, art, English, history, math. Sample, delivered in the best soap-opera style: a science story about a little girl who hears a newscast announcing the coal strike, gets her father (by coincidence, a chemist) to tell her all about coal...
...Conant is a chemist. He should know from what test tube to conjure the formula that would preserve, diffuse and, for the average wayfarer in his hostelry, enrich the meaning of all this loveliness. Why not, from Mr. Conant's laboratory, a Harvard College course on New England? A course that would give the newcomer the feel of his temporary home, and with it, a microcosm against which to measure the world...
Like his old father before him, who was Queen Victoria's favorite walker, Bert Couzens cannot keep his feet still. At eleven, he strolled from London to Colchester (about 50 miles); three years later he was fired from his chemist's apprentice job for walking off one day to see friends at Walton-on-the-Naze (about 70 miles). Now 47, Bert Couzens has lately been doing some serious training - 50-mile strolls three times a week-for a man-sized walk...