Word: darwin
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...scandals and so forth; the second, to deal with the man in connection with what he accomplished in other words, to regard him as a brick in the structure of things rather than as a human being. Both these books are written with the second purpose. To Mr. Bradford, Darwin is the work he did; to M. Clemenceau, Demosthenes' personality is not worth a tenth the space demanded by his significance in world history...
...Hutchinson comes of Lakeland stock, though his home is actually in Cambridge. His father, Mr. Arthur Hutchinson, F.R.S., is or was till lately Tutor of Pembroke, and his uncle, Sir Arthur Shipley is, Master of Christ's. It was to this college, the Alma Mater of Milton and Darwin, that Mr. Hutchinson himself went, when three years ago he first came to Cambridge. Here he has studied history with a viger and an earnestness that sometimes dismays his friends who try to lure him away to coffee in the middle of the morning. One of his first recorded utterances...
Besides Lavoisier, Priestley knew Volta (the Italian electrical pioneer), James Watt, Erasmus Darwin. Benjamin Franklin. He followed his sons to the U. S. in 1794, died at Northumberland...
...then fled from, a mob of 75,000 women fainting, men shoving and grunting, when Pilot Alan Cobham hove in sight last week over Melbourne, at the end of his flight in a seaplane from England. The ovation far outdid the holiday mood indulged in last fortnight by Port Darwin, Cobham's first point of contact with the kangaroo continent (TIME, Aug. 16). The motors of his big De Havilland ship were examined, found in flawless condition after a month and a half of droning through all temperatures, humidities and aridities, from the English Channel, over the Dolomites, Syria...
...holiday in Port Darwin, Australia. Bunting fluttered in the streets. August sunshine beat down on the white-powdered road out to Mindil Beach, where the Timor Sea lay breathless blue under an offshore breeze. Soon after breakfast time, the beachward procession began-Port Darwin merchants cool in their white ducks; bronzed " 'roos" ("Kangaroos," i.e. Australians) from the cattle country; darker aborigines shuffling along in silent excitement; cooing Chinese in bright pajamas. They watched the horizon all morning. Some had gone home for midday tiffin, but most remained, chattering, scanning, pondering, when a school urchin jumped forward, his eyes bulging...