Word: chillfully
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Prime Minister must be a lot fitter than we are," Stewart quipped to the others. "There he goes, striding along like Marco Polo." Holt strolled down the beach and dived into the chill waters. "If Mr. Holt can take it," Stewart said, "I'd better go in too." He went for a dip but, discouraged by the condition of the water, quickly returned to the others. By now, the tide had turned and was rushing out. As he swam, his head bobbing above the waves, Holt was carried farther and farther out into a broad stretch of swirling water...
...grown along with the war. Only two years ago, a modest 500 men a month were flown out to Hong Kong and Bangkok for brief vaca tions. This month, some 30,000 will wing off from the chill monsoon rains of the DMZ or the muddy Del ta for a five-day fling to a list of cities that now includes Honolulu, Tokyo, Taipei, Singapore, Manila, Penang, Kuala Lumpur and, most recently, Sydney.-It is probably something only the world's richest country could afford. To provide it, the Government pays Pan Am $23,500,000 a year...
...Double Chill. While South Africa was proudly rejoicing, the U.S. transplant team was just beginning. In wintry Brooklyn, Dr. Kantrowitz had put his team on full alert at about the same time as Dr. Barnard was alerting his. His 19-day-old patient, the intended heart-transplant recipient, had been born blue. The child was a victim of severe tricuspid atresia-constriction, to the point of almost total closure, of the three-leafed valve that normally regulates the flow of blood from the right auricle to the right ventricle on its way to the lungs for oxygenation. There...
Compare an imaginary middle-class Mr. U.S. in 1917 with his counterpart today. After breakfast cooked on a cast-iron stove, Mr. U.S. of 1917 wrapped himself against the early autumn chill, went out to his open Model T, hand-cranked the engine into ear-splitting action, and headed for the office at the blazing 15 m.p.h. demanded by the bumpy, unpaved road. Back at the house, his wife kneaded the dough for the day's bread, then took soap and dishcloth to wash the Mason jars in which she was about to preserve apple butter. When she hurried...
...Archer novels are laced with strange and wonderful accomplishments. The two masterpieces, The Chill and The Zebra Striped Hearse are as different in narrative approach as two mysteries rooted in perverse family situations could be. The first is an intensive, static exploration of personal and criminal relationships in a tiny California college, while the second is a novel in motion, sprawling over the whole Southwest and Mexico. But each of these divergent books works a similar splendid change on one of the shopworn tricks of the mystery trade, the revelation of guilt which confutes the reader's expectations. MacDonald transforms...