Word: drunks
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Temperate traffic policemen who grow dizzy on duty know that they are not drunk, but are mildly poisoned by carbon monoxide puffing invisibly from motor vehicle exhausts.- Carbon monoxide's first effects are like those of alcohol. Heavy concentrations of the gas, as in closed garages, kill quickly, painlessly. Carbon monoxide (CO) is the result of incomplete combustion. Complete fuel burning would give carbon dioxide (C02), a gas ordinarily harmless to animals.† But no motor is 100% efficient with its gasoline. Some CO always escapes, dangerously. For him who invents a way of making such CO harmless awaits...
...Because they knew that mild carbon monoxide poisoning simulates alcoholic intoxication two eminent Englishmen, John Scott Haldane, 69, honorary professor and director of Birmingham University Mining Research Laboratory, and Leonard Erskine Hill, 63, famed physiologist, recently saved a hapless Englishman from gaol. The fellow and two friends had drunk some beer before he took them for a ride in his closed motor car. The car bogged in a pool of water. Trying to pull out, he raced his motor for about 15 minutes, when he became drowsy. A constable came along to scold. He smelled the driver's sour...
...government official has made a stupid mistake and is publicly denounced as a blockhead by his chief. In an agony of humiliation, he resigns his position, is ashamed to go home, gets very drunk and sleeps with a prostitute. His easy-going brother patches things up again...
When Coke trained for his fight with O'Keefe, everything seemed to go wrong: he was overweight, his camp was so badly managed he had to run it himself, his legs felt dead. Just before the fight Regan, again drunk, went to Coke's dressing room and told him who his wife's lover was. Coke went out to meet defeat with nothing but despair in his heart. For eight rounds he went hammer & tongs, batted O'Keefe all around the ring, couldn't knock him out. In the ninth round he knew...
...drink, she pays the bills, they quarrel. Finally they separate: she to Hollywood on assignment, he to Florida to cover a baseball training camp. One day he gets a long-distance call from Manhattan: Ann, returned to the city, has been poisoned by some whiskey Toby bought while drunk in a strange speakeasy and left behind in the apartment by mistake. As Ann slowly recovers, Toby gets to work in earnest, sells some stories, writes a novel. The outcome, in suspense up to the last page, few will be so cynical as to disallow. It is a book calculated...