Word: coatings
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...results of experiments made on the hunch. They anesthetized five immature male guinea pigs, made slits in their skins, pushed a disc-shaped ovarian hormone tablet, weighing from eight to 16 milligrams, into each slit, and stitched up the incision. There was no local reaction but a tight coat of connective tissue began to grow around the tablets. After six months the guinea pigs' male sex organs had atrophied, their rudimentary male mammary glands had become greatly enlarged. The tablets were then removed, dried, weighed. It was found that each guinea pig had absorbed from three to four milligrams...
...doing semi-awake at the depressing hour of eight-thirty. He noticed a familiar, ugly gray catalogue entitled "Official Register of Harv----." In a flash he understood: it was registration day for Freshmen. Work to be done, he murmured, as the pulled on clothes--the least unpressed coat, the two-day old shirt, the Tie. Presently he found himself ambling across the Yard, staring wide-eyed at arboreal disaster on all sides. He crossed Cambridge Street and took up his position in the noisy line of solicitors at the back door of Memorial Hall...
...school professor, an authority on criminal law, absentminded, mild as milk. On a leave of absence from his teaching job he takes on the post of special prosecutor, administers it with long-suffering innocence. But the time comes when he loses patience with the local hoodlums, takes off his coat, licks the daylights out of them with his bare fists. When his sabbatical year is over and he goes absently back to law school, the rackets are broken and he has beaten up about everyone in sight...
...Together we are all freshmen. Every man and woman in Cambridge, because all are innocent. Separately, I am Mister Vagabond. You may have the pleasure of my company again in the next four years. A fearful good evening to you." He started back, rebuttoning his coat. He stopped and turned. "I hope it doesn't rain," he said, and for an instant some ray of light escaped the darkness of the Yard and trapped a smile on his face...
...wife Claire, of San Marcos, Calif., boarded the Comet, night boat to Providence, R. I. Going through Hell Gate Channel in the East River, the purser told them there were no more staterooms. Mr. Charlton demanded the captain turn back. Captain Pendelton demurred. Mr. Charlton took off his hat. coat and shoes. "Come on, Claire," he shouted, jumped overboard, struck out for shore through treacherous currents where many a man has drowned. Impressed, Captain Pendelton ordered the Comet pulled up at North Brother Island, let Mrs. Charlton off, telephoned for a police launch to take her back. Meanwhile, her determined...