Word: dipped
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...tire dealers in Manhattan. His unstretchable rubber facts: U.S. passenger-tire stocks, new & used, shrank from 14,400,000 last January to 4,200,000 on Sept. 1. To assure adequate distribution, the U.S. cannot permit stocks to fall below this rock-bottom level. Thus it can no longer dip into the stockpile which kept the U.S. rolling for two years. From now on, civilian tire needs must be supplied from new tire manufacture. Estimated needs for the last four months of this year: 9,400,000. Estimated synthetic-tire production: 3,000,000. Deficit: 6,400,000, along with...
...Food Administration officials found no fire behind the smoke. Their own facts: before this year's harvest, the tobacco industry had on hand 1,378,782,000 lb. of tobacco, enough for two years' normal demand. The quick-burning war demand in 1944 will force manufacturers to dip heavily into this hoard, but will still leave them with more than 20 months' supply. While they customarily cure tobacco 24 to 30 months, they could use tobacco cured only 18 months in a pinch, with no harm to the U.S. throat. (The British use tobacco cured for only...
Science had proved that ticks carried the fever germs; the obvious remedy was to dip the cattle in great vats of arsenic and kill the ticks. In the South, John Mohler ran smack into cow-pasture prejudice...
Then last week WPB Chairman Donald Nelson issued his own chart showing official U.S. war-production progress. Nowhere on it was the deep dip in output that the alarmists had reported in the past two months. Production was still rising, if only 2% in June. To most citizens, the chart looked like glowing proof that the U.S. had pulled off a production miracle. Even if output now seemed to be leveling off, ever-optimistic Donald Nelson had an explanation: "Additional increases are harder to get. . . . America is now in the stratosphere of production, and to reach higher altitudes requires supercharging...
...dip between two hills we came into full view of the enemy, who could now strike us with enfilading fire. Some soldiers drove into a narrow ditch to ascend the slope, but the Colonel strode straight up the hill. As we climbed everyone grew faint, turning pale and looking at each other in the naked frankness of misery...