Word: corks
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Helmet, and she has been away a long time. Cached for safekeeping in a salt mine during World War II, she was found by U.S. troops and warehoused in Wiesbaden. Not until this summer was Nefertete wrapped in tissue paper, put in a nest of boxes filled with ground cork and gingerly brought back to her air-conditioned glass case m the museum...
...Cork Popper. Meet Ella Beecher, 16 years old and unhappy on a western Kansas farm in 1914. Mother is an Old Testament termagant in gingham, a Puritan who never tires of inveighing against sin, fun and sloth, who can drop the appropriate Biblical thunderbolt at the popping of a cork or the inadvertent sign of simple happiness. Daddy, not unnaturally, has taken to popping corks, and brother Joe has married a woman as unlike his mother as the countryside can offer. In rapid succession, the father dies of a stroke after a drinking bout, Joe's lovable wife dies...
...Half of It. The reader who suspects that all this has been told before will be right. Two years ago Honor Tracy, then a 38-year-old journalist on assignment for the Sunday Times of London, made a pointed little pen sketch of the village of Doneraile in County Cork and its 82-year-old priest, Canon Maurice O'Connell, who was then raising funds to build himself a new house. Miss Tracy's story was too pointed for the old canon, who sued the newspaper, which settled out of court with an apology. Journalist Tracy (who, like...
...national furor over The Search for Bridey Murphy (TIME, March 19), one rational theory gained ground to explain how a hypnotized housewife in Colorado could "recall" a 19th century existence as Bridey, a redhead in Cork. The theory: Housewife Virginia Tighe, under hypnosis, had simply woven the story out of odds and ends that lay in her subconscious mind from childhood. That was the trail that Hearst's Chicago American took in searching for Bridey Murphy. Digging into Mrs. Tighe's Chicago childhood, American reporters found a wealth of names and incidents that looked plainly like...
Custom-Made Trees. The industry's brightest hope for the future, as one lumberman said recently, is in "man's resourcefulness grafted on nature's resources." Sawdust and shavings today are swept thriftily into plastics, glues and hardboards. From the bark come "cork" tile, insecticides and floor wax. Odd-sized chunks of lumber are laminated into beams with the strength (and half the weight) of steel. Stumps and scraps, burned-over and diseased timber are transmuted into hardboard and rayon, edible sugars and drinkable alcohol. Even the waste chemicals that poison the air around paper mills from...