Word: doored
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Where Was the Fireman? Some of the commuters were as lucky as Land. One arm and one foot broken. Trainman Joe McDonald struggled to the door of the first coach and, in a welter of lifeless bodies, floated up to sunlight. Lloyd Nelson, 33. of Little Silver, N.J.. a survivor of the Pennsylvania Railroad wreck at Woodbridge, N.J. in 1951 (84 dead), had got a window open before his coach splashed into the bay. From the dangling car some passengers crawled hand over hand up the luggage racks to take rescuing ropes and hands. But Snuffy Stirnweiss died...
Canadians need no computer to know that small European cars are wheeling the nation's imported car dealers down the highway to prosperity. Compact little Volkswagens, Austins, Simcas and British Fords scoot buglike along the roads, sit -and fit-snugly in many a next-door neighbor's garage, cut tight corners into supermarket parking slots. Last week the Dominion Bureau of Statistics cranked up its computers nonetheless, and produced some staggering figures. Though sales of new cars and commercial vehicles slipped 7.3% in the first seven months of 1958, import sales shot up 52%. In July imported foreign...
Even the worst of the acting surpassed the technical end of things by a good deal. The door kept opening mysteriously, the telephone seemed to ring somewhere out in the quadrangle, brandy bottles turned out to be full of some bright crimson fluid. A bottle ran dry early in the second act, so that Kulukundis had to pour and drink from an empty glass. One would expect that in a production which began twenty-two minutes late, these things might have been set right...
...show the Prime Minister the huge picture album to be presented to his father and Lady Churchill on their golden wedding anniversary next day. Though his arrival was a trifle boisterous ("Don't worry, boys," he roared at the bobbies as he dumped his heavy package inside the door of No. 10 Downing Street. "There's a bomb inside"), he left 1½ hours later with a message of congratulations to be passed along to his parents...
Mark Twain's classic rules for fiction, reflected Morris in a rare burst of pedantry, included: "Employ a simple and straightforward style," "Eschew surplusage," and "Accomplish something and arrive somewhere." Why, then, did English courses of every variety let James creep in through the trap door under the lectern? Why, on the other hand, did most courses on American literature ignore Thomas Wolfe...