Word: dimly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...dim semicircular little courtroom was crowded with lawyers, Senators, bigwigs, newshawks, as the Supreme Court on four successive days listened to arguments and asked questions about the right of Congress to invalidate "gold clauses" in public and private securities. For years the U. S. Government and most corporations promised to repay lenders their principal and interest "in gold coin of the present standard of weight and fineness." On June 5, 1933 Congress, having authorized the President to suspend the gold standard, forbade the writing of any more gold clauses, declared in effect that all those previously written were legally...
What is to happen next? By analogy with other novae, we can make a rough prediction. The star will fade slowly away, at first flickering as it fades, but at last the star will become steadily dim. Most novae have returned at last to their original brightness, so we may expect this one to sink once more to the fourteenth magnitude from which it rose. But the fall in brightness, if we may judge from present progress, will take several years, perhaps as many...
Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary for the staff which works with love letters of famous authors, maps of the Maya region, crasures and dim watermarks on ancient manuscripts which can be better seen in the light of mercury lamps, and records of criminal cases which concern Harvard. The largest material handled was a map six feet square which was reduced to 18 inches...
...policemen held back a surging crowd of curious. The curtain went up on a stage empty but for a blackboard covered with equations chalked in different colors. Applause began. In the midst of it Dr. Einstein ambled from the wings, his halo of white hair glowing in the dim light...
...legged animal in the U. S. eats one four-legged animal every year. To supply meat to 120,000,000 inhabitants, 115,000,000 hogs, cattle, sheep and calves from the plains of Texas to the clover fields of Iowa go annually to market. . . . At the slaughterhouse, in the dim bluish light of the knocking pens, a Negro swings his three-pound hammer. Crack! On the steer's skull midway between the scared eyes the blow falls. Great shackles swing down to lift the limp stunned animal, head down, rump high. The short curved knife bites deep into...